Madding

Hey baby, your head's on fire

Chasing miles, escaping your one desire

But you're caught in a net he might be buying

I know you're tired

I know you're tired

Five times I've heard you say I tried

Come here baby, you're fine

Hey baby, your pants on fire

Hating chances, mating with no desire

But you're caught in the past and might be blinded

I know you're tired

I know you're blind

Five times I've heard you say I tried

Five times I've heard you say I tried

Stay here baby, you're mine