I'm sick of twisting the knobs, your little baby's a slob
I wanna love you but this house aint built for two
I think I panic a lot, not really sure what I've got
I wanna love you but this house aint built for two
I'm sick of twisting the knobs
So where's my sweet love
I think I've hidden from myself, but there's too many layers
I turn my head and cough
Like I'm calling the cops
Is there something more to me than just bible study?