
If loving you was easy as making momma cry
I'd be your lover, I'd be your number one
If loving you was easy as making papa lie
I'd be your man, we would be married now
Now you can take it
Or leave it
Make it
Or break it
But baby, believe it
You bring out the worst in me
You make me say things I don't wanna say
And such a devilish way to make me pay
You make me do things I don't wanna do
And now I'm slowly turning into you
Now you can take it
Or leave it
Or make it
Or break it
But baby, believe it
You bring out the worst in me
Well, I get mean, I get mean, I get mean
I get bad, I get bad, I get bad
I get mean, I get mean, I get mean instead
If loving you was easy as making momma cry
Now you can take it
Or leave it
Or make it
Or break it
But baby, believe it
You bring out the worst in me
You bring out the worst in me
(Oh)
You bring out the worst in me
You bring out the worst in me