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?