Laid Lyrics - Laid - James

This bed is on fire with passionate love 

The neighbours complain about the noises above 

But she only cums 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 drawer 

Fought with kitchen knives and skewers 

Dressed me up in women's clothes 

Messed around with gender roles 

Line my eyes and call 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? 

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