Knock knock, you at my door
Maybe I should open and see whats instore
I know your angry
You got the shot gun
A clean blade just in case
You dont have balls to blow my brains
To the ground
Your minds all messed up rightnow
But before I open the door
Just let me speak my heart because I'm sure
That you dont 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
I know you dont wanna hear my voice
Because of everthing that's happend
But I know you'll listen
Just give me a chance
Now, baby, put the gun down
Put the gun down
