The Rabbit Hole

Tell me what'll you be Because the road looks bleak as far as I can see It's not the one for me Monotony's got me at the end of my rope Dreaming to elope Secretly I hope I hope To find a fine dime in a red Guess dress The kinda "fine dine on your dime" temptress That I don't know, but the look in her eye suggests She's into sly business that might just help me cope Every pop musician knows How her proposition goes You can leave with me now But I'd like it if you'd follow me down I must confess My intentions aren't the best But when money's on the table Tell me what did you expect I've got this feeling in my chest That she'll lead me to success She said take a chance and so I answered yes I'd like to follow you down The rabbit hole Yes I'd like to follow you down The rabbit hole I walk a fine line between love and greed They tell me my crime is apostasy Cause in their eyes they're surmising that gluttony Has got the best of me but I'll never let that side show Every politician knows How her proposition goes I need all of the clout Make no mistake I'd rather sell myself out The rabbit hole Would you like to follow me down The rabbit hole I must confess My intentions aren't the best But when money's on the table Tell me what did you expect I've got this feeling in my chest I'm consumed and I'm obsessed With the ever growing fear of never knowing where the hell I'm going Down, down, down You and I could make great friends We could meet deceitful ends And if the others are the same as me and you Then who's to blame and Who's using who