So we meet again and I just pretend to pass you on by
Your hand is on my switch, like a razor to my wrist
Now I realize
You got a hold on me
You turn me on
You turn me on
Like a fever in my heart, a fire I can't stop
You burn me straight thru
This twist of foolish fate, how love can turn to hate
Still I have got to have you
You got a hold on me
You turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on