Your story does consist of many layers
And the presence of a former love is not what I’m afraid of
I’m sensing some resentment, sensing insecurities
About securing love through the use of kitchen utilities
Fear is in the back seat driving
Trying to pump the brakes always fearful of colliding
Lust keeps turning up the heat
Hate is hating all the beats
And somewhere in the back I hear a little girl crying out
I can’t love it if I can’t cut it
If I can’t cut it then I’m only gonna let you down
I can’t love it if I can’t cut it
If I can’t cut it then I’m only gonna let you down
Everybody’s gonna have a say sooner or later
And you we’re about to talk us through your career as a grand manipulator
I’m sensing some resentment, sensing insecurities
About securing love through the use of kitchen utilities
Fear is in the back seat driving
Trying to pump the brakes always fearful of colliding
Lust keeps turning up the heat
Hate is hating all the beats
And somewhere in the back I hear a little girl crying out
I can’t love it if I can’t cut it
If I can’t cut it then I’m only gonna let you down
I can’t love it if I can’t cut it
If I can’t cut it then I’m only gonna let you down
But loving always felt great
Holding you was no mistake
If only you could listen my question wasn’t said that way
I’m recommending down time, recommending separation
Separate desire from your powers of persuasion
