When you see me you turn away
I can't remember what I wanted to say
I'm quite concerned, I'm going down
I need to face it but I don't know how
Is it gonna last
Look at yourself? the truth
Oh I can't wait to get a hold of you
Get a hold of you, get a hold of you
Somewhat suspicious, shaky hands
I get the feeling you've been making other plans
Like a fool, I was misled
Hanging on to little things that you said
Is it gonna last
Look at yourself? the truth
Oh I can't wait to get ahold of you
Get a hold of you, get ahold of you
What you wanna do that for?
Why do you go?
I'm not going up top
Til you're on the floor
I wanna take what's coming
I'm gonna have what's mine
You better call your girlfriend
Gonna run and hide
I'm coming
I'm coming
(get ready)
I'm coming
I'm gonna have what's mine
You better call your girlfriend
Gonna run and hide
I'm coming
(get ready)
I'm coming
Oohhh
Writer(s): James Petralli, Jeffrey Olsen, Steven Terebecki
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