The Meddler Lyrics - Hats Off To The Bull - Chevelle

You had that nighttime confidence / 

Yet again 

Like when you tear us all to bits 

Yet again 

If you really want advice here 

You're too much like a wall 

If you're gonna light those fires / 

We're all up in arms again 

Well I don't belong here 

Don't fit your style 

Felt your left foot 

Now meet my right 

See now over this, you meddler 

Feed off all the rest, you meddler 

Talking so close, you bring to mind 

No fun to be behaving 

But you really lit a fire 

All up in arms again 

Why don't you feed off all the rest 

Well, I don't belong here 

Don't fit your style 

Felt your left foot 

Now meet my right 

It's now or never 

More difficult 

Those midnight answers 

And stray arrows 

Never, never 

Lean on you 

Clever, clever 

One on two 

You're mine 

Finite 

Imagine this 

It's sad 

To say 

It's simple 

When still we want to watch 

Well, I don't belong here 

Don't fit your style 

Felt your left foot 

Now meet my right 

It's now or never 

More difficult 

Those midnight answers 

And stray arrows 

I don't belong