Verse 1. Babe, you're too controlling. I’ma feed you to the wolves. When you get nasty, back at me. But, baby, don't distract me. I'm a goner, I lost her. Like why the hell you wanna. Play me that way
Babe, you're too controlling. I'ma feed you to the wolves. When you get nasty, back at me. But, baby, don't distract me. I'm a goner, I lost her. Like why the hell you wanna. Play me that way? You're
words. I fell down to Earth. From a hundred miles away and somehow. I still make it work. But it's overrated and somehow played out. Three doors down so you can't ignore it. I'll hunt you down like a
