Laid Lyrics - Matt Nathanson

This bed is on fire with passion and love 

The neighbors complain 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'll become a bore, oh no 

Ah you think you're so pretty 

(eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeee) 

Caught your hand inside the till 

Slammed your fingers in the door 

Bought the kitchen knives and skewers 

Dressed me up in women's clothes 

Messed around with gender roles 

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Dye my eyes and call me pretty 

(eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeee) 

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 

Laaaaaiiiiiiiid 

Laaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid 

Laaaaaiiiiiiiid 

Laaaaaiiiiiiiid 

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