Knock, knock
You're at my door
Maybe I should open and see what's in store
I know you're angry
You got the shotgun
A clean blade just in case
You don't have balls to blow my brains
To the ground
Your mind's all messed up right now
But before I open the door
Just let me speak my heart 'cause i'm sure
That you don't feel this way
I know I'm the one who put you through all this
And you want me to
Pay
(Listen)
The way you make you feel has got that fire
With some passion and desire
And I know you feel the same way too
Why else would you bring a gun to shoot me
I need you to calm down
So we can try and figure it out
Oh babe, babe
The way you make me feel
The way I make you feel
Is filled with some fire
Filled with some fire
(Ohhhh... Oh...)
I know you dont wanna hear my voice
Because of everthing that's happened
But I know you'll listen
Just give me a chance
Now baby put the gun down!
Put the gun down.
