I've got something to say,
But the words just won't leave my face.
My tongue is tied as tight as a shoe-lace,
I'm loosing control of the place.
'Cause she's fine,
Tasting cyanide.
Nothing these days is for free,
But you can't buy what you do to me.
She makes me feel like.
Leave me battered and bruised,
I'm addicted to your tune.
Maxing out the master fader,
Maxing out the you-volume.
So squeeze,
And do what you please with me.
'Cause nothing these days is for free,
And you can't buy what you do to me.
She makes me feel like.
My eyes are open,
My knees are quaking,
My back is broken,
My mind is taken,
My hands are swollen,
My breath is shakin'
My chest is open, darlin',
My body's aching.
She makes me feel,
She makes me feel.
She Makes me feel like.