You want to take me to a doctor To talk to me about my mind To try to give directions to some places That I don't really want to find Trouble in me is not related To things that I might say or do I'm really not that complicated Your good doctor friend,

But in the middle of it all You always break my fall In the middle of it all I don't mind confiding That I make stupid mistakes Been misled and misguided And I'm easily led astray But you can dance with disaster

Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you

Just to make things right So don't go away, say what you say But say that you'll stay Forever and a day in the time of my life 'Cause I need more time, yes, I need more time With all the things caught in my mind And I want to be there when you're Coming

Don't take it away Don't wanna let the pieces fall out of place I got nothing but you on my mind I'm not ready to be just another of your mistakes I was only just a breath removed from going to waste 'Til I found salvation in the form of your Way too

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your f me pumps And the men

But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home (Every now and then) Nobody ever had a dream 'round here

He's the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means And I say yeah Sell the kids for food

No more (sad songs) I'm beggin', please, don't play No more sad songs For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it Don't care that someone's got his hands all over my body Stay out all night, go where the music is loud So I don't have to think about it

We're gonna be alright Baby you just gotta make up your mind Oh yeah, oh yeah Baby, don't you know All o'them tears gon' come and go That every little thing is gonna be alright We decide it Baby don't you know