You hate the way I shuffle But you love the way Ideal You don't mind if I borrow But you'd rather watch me steal You take what you've forgiven And put it in a drawer Just in case you need it later To even up the score
Chourus: Oh, oh, how did we get in to this mess All I know gotta get you out Out of that little black dress
We could up an join the circus Take the show out on the road If you wanna keep the lights on You gotta pay 'em what they're owned You're out there planting flowers But are they ever gonna bloom I'm up here with a guitar Playing another empty room
Chourus
You put me in the corner
When I haven't done a thing You gave ma all the answers But I don't know what they mean You say you'll take me places Show me things I never seen You say baby start the engine But I know you hid the keys