She's like - putting your fingers on a live wire She's like - staring down the barrel of a gun Little Bo-peep with a Jezebel smile I try to crawl away but then I want some I can't talk about the things I've been hearing And it worries me just way too much You should be home instead of out there, misbehaving And this time I've had enough She's like - taking a hit for an addiction She's like - sugar in every kiss An angel or a permanent affliction You couldn't understand unless you had a girl like this I can't talk about the things I've been hearing And it worries me just way too much You should be home instead of out there, entertaining And this time I've had enough I've had enough