Lyrics
Baby, look over your shoulder
I count the seconds til your gaze might pass me over
The things I'd do
To empty this room
I know no limits when it comes to you
Obsessed slipping out of my dress
Can't control my body
You pull the strings
I still look over my shoulder
I hear their whispers and they only make me colder
The things I'd do
To empty this room
I know no limits when it comes to you
You got me obsessed
Slipping out of my dress
Can't control my body
You pull the strings
I'm your marionette