Grilled Cheese

My baby messes me around
Yeah, she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour

My baby messes me around
Yeah, she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour

My baby makes me grilled cheese
She puts raw onion on it
But she knows I don't want it
So I pick them off
And then she gets mad at me
She tells me I'm a control freak

Baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold
Baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold

I drink your kerosene
But I don't like it when you're mean
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
I borrow your light
Set fire to my mind
Oh, oh, oh, ooh

My baby messes mе around
Yeah, she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour

Baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold
Baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold

I drink your kerosene
But I don't like it when you're mean
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
I borrow your light
Set fire to my mind
Oh, oh, oh, ooh

I walk into the room, and I'm a stranger
I wish that we could feel better
Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you
I wish that we could feel better

I walk into the room, and I'm a stranger
I wish that we could feel better
Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you
I wish that we could feel better

My baby messes me around
Yeah, she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour

My baby messes me around
Yeah, she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour

My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
(I wish that we could feel better)
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
(I wish that we could feel better)
We stood like that for an hour