I keep her anger cocked and ready Tucked in her stylin' holster I draw the line in pretty colors Just to tear some fruit across her Keep her righteousness on simmer Though it's tastier on a boil Her tongue stays nice and sharp The tighter she stays coiled I love to let her lay around Go deadlines once again Stock her up with lame excuses The things she meant to sin I make her blow her diet Till she slips to full on binge Then I up her shame about it Cause she looks so cute on him I got her where she is today But do I get respect? She claims she's so above it Now she keeps all that mess in check Covering is a fickle beast You better stick to what you know That I'm always ridin' shotgun, baby Just waitin' for you to blow Don't matter how much time you got It's still a slippery ledge You gotta keep an eye on every step When there's no more best ahead You can whine and boast and cut and run And fall down on your knees But if it ain't your full surrender, baby It's all the same to me It's funny how a little doubt Will muddle up her way It only takes some darker thought To wreck her sunny day I let her draw love close enough To see she really cared But no way do they get inside In case there's no one there No one there I got her where she is today But do I get respect? She claims she's so above it Now she keeps all that mess in check Recovering's a fickle beast You better stick to what you know That I'm always ridin' shotgun, baby Just waitin' for you to blow Waitin' for you, baby Waitin' for you to blow Waitin' for you to blow Waitin' for you to blow Waitin' for you to blow Waitin' for you to blow