warmer warmer

you're blowing through the home like a hurricane

shooting through the rooms like a bullet train

oh no

looking for what you shouldn't

you're going to wish you didn't

you can find pleasure in the crux of pain

it seems you've find a way to dance on your own grave

you're digging deeper when you say: come out

come out

i heard such shouting from the wings

i know you're up there

lurking. watching. we could play a game of hot and cold

your fingers nearly froze looking through those old photos

it ain't a memory you're seeking

it's more like a feeling

inspiration's a funny thing

the more the mind wilts

the more of a wellspring

you're getting warmer when you sing: come out

come out

don't be so proud

so obstinate

i know you're up there

out

come out

before i doubt your existence

you must be somewhere

out

come out

unveil this shroud wherever you are

whoever you are

or should i say

whatever you are

i am

you are

oh-oh

oh-oh

i am! i am!

warmer

warmer

house on fire

warmer

warmer

cut the telephone wire

warmer

warmer

cried the farmer's wife

warmer

warmer

with a carving knife

warmer

warmer

squealed the little pig

warmer

warmer

let me in

warmer

warmer! you're getting hot

warmer

warmer! you're burning up

warmer

warmer

or have you had enough?