[Hook] What’s this little scheme? Who’s it even for? All the cats with silver keys Whisper ‘bout a door [Verse 1] Creatures with schemes, they can glide unseen Smile like saints in a dim-lit scene I sit in the middle, nowhere to go Halfway kind, but it’s starting to show “Play by the rules,” oh they say it a lot Rules taste cheap when the dice are bought Tracing my glass, just wasting the night Watching the lucky ones dance out of sight [Hook] What’s this little scheme? Maybe it’s an answer Say the words that sound right Drink what comes after [Verse 2] Spending my time just to stay alive Buying little dreams when the clocks strike five Moonlight, red wine, soft cigarette ache Funny how quiet starts feeling like fake Call that a scheme? I got no reply But I learned at dawn how gentle hearts die Don’t need a crown, don’t need a crowd Just need a secret that won’t speak loud [Bridge] Creatures with schemes, they’re as charmed as hell Everyone suspects but they never tell Teeth in their grins, all hiding the same We toast new rules just to rig the game [Villain Turn] I don’t need a throne I don’t need applause I just need a side door And a tender cause I don’t call it wicked I don’t call it sin I’ll call it a scheme When they won’t let me in [Final Hook] What’s this little scheme? Maybe I could need one If I can’t rest easy I’ll become the reason What’s this little scheme? Maybe this is mine Living how I please One quiet design
