Glad You Got to See Me

You stabbed your shears in my back

The ones i got you on holiday

I didn't put these teeth in my head

A rose don't choose to be red

You know i never stop

I just can't get enough

And i'll be on my way home

Before i see you again

Baby i'm in no hurry

It's like your heaven sent

And i'm so glad

You got to see me again

The way i am now

And not the way i was

And you can talk your talk

I'll shoot my own mouth off