you ve got a voodoo doll i got a black cat i m dying young you re counting on that i chew up memories and spit out the seeds i m always wrong you re just what i need you got what you wanted you got what you need but i i really think that you re fooling me yes you got what you wanted and it ain t hard to see i really think that you re fooling me yeah you got your candles all lit up for the mass you re casting spells but who believes that the pill i swallow for my demon disease your lust for bleed and need to tell me i really think you re fooling me you got what you wanted you got what you need and i really think that i really know that you got what you wanted you got what you need but i really think that you re fooling me