You’ve kept it in the dark The secrets of the heart But finally they will have you all figured out What makes you laugh and cry They have it in their files So they can add it up to your unique SP
After all is said and done You'd much rather be left alone But someones got your number Someone’s got your e-mail
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long
This social psychopath All decked out in the bath A shower head might well be a fly on the wall And I’m afraid to talk to you I’m hoping that a text will do Until I have to meet you again eye to eye
Could call it Orwellian He’s begging to be read again Collecting all the data They catch up with you later
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long, not very long
You’ve kept it in the dark The secrets of the heart But finally they will have you all figured out What makes you laugh and cry They have it in their files So they can add it up to your unique SP
After all is said and done You'd much rather be left alone But someones got your number Someone’s got your e-mail
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long
This social psychopath All decked out in the bath A shower head might well be a fly on the wall And I’m afraid to talk to you I’m hoping that a text will do Until I have to meet you again eye to eye
Could call it Orwellian He’s begging to be read again Collecting all the data They catch up with you later
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long
Someone puts a name on your door Someone knows the things you’ve been longing for All those digits aren’t illegit' They got it all mapped out for you Someone puts a price on your head Someone's making sure that you’ve been well fed And that status in hiatus won’t stay like that for long Not very long, not very long
