They Way You Control Me.. Its Like your Using Black Magic... The Way Im Dying For You.. Is Really Very tragic.. It Seems like Im Under Your Spell.. I Seem bounded In A Trance.. With No Hope for Love.. Even Less For Romance.. I Right Your Name On The Walls.. Deep Inside My Mind.. Searching And Looking.. For Something I Must Find... I hear A Sweet Melody.. quite A Southing Song.. Waiting for That Faitful Day.. A Good Witch will come along.. I Wift A Sweet Fragrence.. A Powerful Smell.. I Hear Someone comming.. A Girl To Break Your Spell.. A kiss On The Cheak.. The Spell Is Gone.. Youve Set Me Free.. And helped Me Moved On...