This bed is on fire
With passion and love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only cums when she's on top

My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty

Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the drawer
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in womens clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty

Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I find you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home

Losowe piosenki:
I Forgot to Remember to Forget
Freeze Thaw
Jumping at Shadows
A Message To You Rudy 
There Is More
Double Dare
If You Were Mine
1 A.M.
Harbour
Everything I Wanted