Laid (Orchestral Version)
James
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This bed is on fire
With passion and love
The neighbours complained, about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
My therapist said, not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease, without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the draw
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Lined my eyes, and called me pretty
Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home