Woke up this morning, in panic
I had my red dress on again
Last night I came out I was so damn manic
Don't even know where I went wrong
But I went wrong
And it's times like these that I swear to God
I'm glad my mother can't see me
And if she did, I don't know how I would keep it together
I don't know how I would keep it in
It's the rush, it's the lust, you can't trust
There's something to be said about the power of persuasion
It's a fine line just waiting to be crossed
Between, what's right, what's wrong, what really turns you on
What makes your heart beat faster
Your heading for a beautiful disaster
And it's times like these that I swear to God
I'm glad my mother can't see me
And if she did, I don't know how I would keep it together
I don't know how I would keep it in
And it's times like these that I learn to forget
'Cause it's easier than to live with regret
I don't know how I could keep it together
I don't know how I can keep it in
It's the rush, it's the lust, you can't trust
And it's times like these that I swear to God
I'm glad my mother can't see me
And if she did, I don't know how I would keep it together
I don't know how I would keep it in
And it's times like these that I learn to forget
'Cause it's easier than to live with regret
I don't know how I could keep it together
I don't know how I can keep it in
It's the rush, it's the lust, you can't trust
