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I’ll come based on facts like she’ll be there
Making self-control leave me
And she’ll stand there, selling bricks
To the rioters
I can’t believe you’re 26
With a habit of fueling my fist
Cause you’ve got a mind that is so hell-bent
On fixing me up before I get my coat off
You, with those hands that are so hell-bent
On making a mess, I suggest you rethink some things
I’ll come based on facts like we’re always screaming
(But I still love you tearing me up at the seams)
And she’ll stand there, selling bricks
To the rioters
I can’t believe you’re 26
With a habit of fueling my fist
Cause you’ve got a mind that is so hell-bent
On fixing me up before I get my coat off
You, with those hands that are so hell-bent
On making a mess, I suggest you rethink some things
You see, if I'd known what I know now
I would not have been less tempted
To get you on top at such a pace
I’d have been good to you, babe
You’ve got a mind that is so hell-bent
On fixing me up before I get my coat off
Cause you, with those hands that are so hell bent
On making a mess, I suggest you rethink some things
You with those hands that are so hell bent
On making a mess, I suggest you rethink some things