Enigma

Between cradle and grave I drag my feet Cast a longing gaze And get tangled in the weeds Enigma Can't explain Charisma never came And it's left me wanting Laying here motionless Smothered beneath a catatonic bliss My aching knees, they crumble under the weight Stumble over a clumsy phrase 'Cause it's all news to me Enigma Can't explain Charisma never came Don't want to play that game Cards keep falling How you like to yank my chain Always big plans calling Another crooked love song Another crooked love song