I hope I don't make you mad With what I'm bout to say boy Here we are once again And I'm having second thoughts boy I'm not messing with you head But I changed my mind boy I don't know why I'm here At the same time I want you near

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

Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay Stay with your man a while Stay while the night is still ahead Whatever colors you have in your mind I show them to you and you see them shine Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile

Ice dripping, cold sweat Ice, Ice dripping, cold sweat This pressure ain't for everybody Why you ain't so heavy on my body, body Spine, shivers, eyes, met Head, in it, heart, set Cold, on my mind, yeah I like being alone I'm out here, spend plenty of

Gonna hitch a ride Head for the other side Leave it all behind Never change my mind Gonna sail away Sun lights another day Freedom on my mind Carry me away for the last time Day is night in New York City

Oh, we're falling To get you out of my bed To get you out of my heart And my head We're building up a kingdom We pray it never falls I can lose my temper You can put up walls And I hate when it gets serious

Why won't you make up your mind? Give me a sign Am I wasting my time living in my head? You'll be sorry when I make up mine instead

Get outta my mouth Get outta my head Get outta my mind Stop puttin' words in my head You're nothing but trouble Get outta my life Get out of me Out of me (out of me)

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before

We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower Together we go Oh, miss believer, my pretty sleeper Your twisted mind is like snow on the road Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder Inside your head than the winter of dead