I admit itwhats to sayyeah
Ill relive itwithout painmmm
Backstreet lover on the side of the road
I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes I pray
Ooh once upon a time I could lose myself yeah
Oh try and mimic whats insaneooh yeah
I am in itwhere do I stand?
Oh Indian summer and I hate the heat
I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
I got my hand in my pocket so determined discreetI pray
Ooh once upon a time I could lose myself yeah yeah
You think I got my eyes closed
But Im lookin at you the whole fuckin time
Ooh once upon a time I could control myself yeah
Yeahyeah yeahyeah yeahoww