This bed is on fire with passion and loveThe neighbors complain
about the noises aboveBut she only comes when she's on topMy
therapist said not to see you no moreShe said you're like a
disease without any cureShe said I'm so obsessed that
I'm becoming a bore, oh noAh you think you're so pretty
(eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)Caught your hand inside the
tillSlammed your fingers in the doorFought with kitchen knives
and skewersDressed me up in womens clothesMessed around with
gender rolesLine my eyes and call me prettyMoved out of the house
so you, you moved next doorI locked you out you cut a hole in the
wallI found you sleeping next to me I thought I was
aloneYou're driving me crazy when are you coming home
Send "Laid" Ringtone to your Cell 