Grilled Cheese

My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour When my baby makes me grilled cheese She puts raw onion on it But she knows I don't want it So I pick them off And then she's mad at me She tells me I'm a control freak Well, baby, I still go for gold I still go for gold, yeah Well, baby, I still go for gold I still go for gold I drink your kerosene But I don't like it when you're mean Oh, oh, oh, oh I borrow your light Set fire to my mind Oh, oh, oh, oh My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour Well, baby, I still go for gold I still go for gold, yeah Well, baby, I still go for gold I still go for gold I drink your kerosene But I don't like it when you're mean Oh, oh, oh, oh I borrow your light Set fire to my mind Oh, oh, oh, oh I walk into the room and I'm a stranger I wish that we could feel better Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you I wish that we could feel better I walk into the room and I'm a stranger I wish that we could feel better Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you I wish that we could feel better My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour My baby messes me around Yeah she don't love me anymore And I know that for sure (I wish that we could feel better) She put her hands in the air Then the air turned sour We stood like that for an hour (I wish that we could feel better)