I've been losing sleep for a couple of weeks
I haven't wet my bed since 2003
You locked me in your chest, made me swallow the key
I'm only trying to digest what's inside of me
That's the way it goes
Bottled up about to blow
That's the way it goes
Darlin don't I know
You tied me to my bed said, "Boy don't you move"
Began to give me head then you left the room
Well, now I'm lying here with my rocket fueled
If I could only free my hands I'd take me to the moon
That's the way it goes
Bottled up about to blow
That's the way it goes
Bottled up about to blow
That's the way it goes
Bottled up about to blow
That's the way it goes
But darlin when you call out my name
It makes me wanna fall on every grenade
And baby when you lie you do it so well
If heaven's for the pure I'd follow you to hell
But darlin when you call out my name
It makes me wanna fall on every grenade
And baby when you lie you do it so well
If heaven's for the pure I'd follow you to hell