Lyrics
Wounded, you can't take me there
I was wounded, you can't take me there
'Cause it was a crime that I was left
Will you go on without me?
Think I'll just walk myself to sleep
'Cause I ain't working for your father
But I might as well be
I ain't looking for confusion
But it tends to follow me
You can come into my house, she said
If you do it quietly
But I said
There ain't no chance in that, no
'Cause I am missin' into what you got
Put up your hands if you want me to stop
And I turn around but I think I'm crazy
If you think this happens a lot
Oh, do you like this?
Do you need someone to cover you
Just to show you what you miss?
Wounded, I well go if you go first
But I ain't gonna wait around
Tell me how much is your damn worth
We got then minutes to get there
We got ten minutes to go
Throw this one in for the money
'Cause the next one's for the next show
I ain't working for your father
But I might as well be
I ain't looking for confusion
But it tends to follow me
You can come into my house she said
If you do it quietly
But I said
There ain't no chance in that, no
'Cause I am missin' into what you got
Put up your hands if you want me to stop
But I turn around but I think I'm crazy
If you think this happens a lot
Oh, do you like this?
Do you need someone to cover you
Just to show you what you miss?
So hey, where you going?
Do you need somebody, somewhere
To help you get on by?
'Cause I think, you know who I am
And I'm gonna make this
As fast as I can
Some people call me
The push-up man
I promise it won't take
No no no no no no
Just close your eyes, yeah
And get in the van
I am missin' into what you got
Put up your hands if you want me to stop
And I turn around but I think I'm crazy
If you think this happens a lot
Oh, do you like this?
Do you need someone to cover you
Just to show you what you miss?
'Cause I am missin' into what you got
Put up your hands if you want me to stop
And I turn around but I think I'm crazy
If you think this happens a lot
Oh, do you like this?
Do you need someone to cover you
Just to show you what you miss?
Hey eh hay hay hay hay
And we comin' around again
WRITERS
Bradley Joseph Corrigan, Chad Stokes Urmston, Peter Francis Heimbold
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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