Acting With Intellect

I remember all the timesThe song, the melody, the rhymeRecurring in my mind when I met youBut it feels so strangeIs this all arranged?All arranged by youYeah was nothing true?And now you look past my eyesAs if you're waiting for a viceTo have a cause to leave againYou're going to take it without a feelingMaking your relation tacticalDo you really want to offend me in this wayDon't say: what do I careI beholdYou're so coldLive and winBy your maximYou say all your freedom's goneYou're sure of where you belongNow you must budge from my sideI don't understandDon't you need a handA hand of tendernessWhat do you repress?So we're here at daggers drawnAfter calm now comes the stormI never wanted this varianceYou're going to take it without a feelingMaking your relation tacticalDo you really want to offend me in this wayDon't say: what do I careI beholdYou're so coldLive and winBy your maximNever go back to where you come fromYou gotta act with intellectOh it feels so strangeIs this all arrangedWas nothing trueIs this all arrangedIs this arrangedArranged by youNever go back to where you come fromYou gotta act with intellectNever go back to where you come fromYou gotta act with intellect