Knows me well

Spots me like a tell

And rolls me like a film

Fingers in the till

If nothing changes, nothing changes

Til what I crave

Fills me like a grave

Or cracks me like a door

Spin me 'round once more

If nothing changes, nothing changes

Looks like a fight

A scrap for the light

My kind of night

Misunderstood

Give it a look

Under the hood

Take it aside

And hold it so tight

As it ignites

Tears me apart

Back to the start

Gives it some heart

If nothing changes, nothing changes

Wouldn't change a thing if I could

Never change, would you?