I could be the morning, or a stormy afternoon
It could be a Wednesday; I swear I never know with you
Sometimes you hate me, other time you want me bad
Sometimes you wanna rape me, then there's times you want me dead
I wish you would make up your mind
You want me naked or buried alive
What medication are you prescribed?
You want me naked, or buried alive
It could happen in a Folly's, maybe in the dressing room
You could be up on me, even tell me I love you
Then you blow a gasket, and you try to start a fight
Well if you want a fight bring it, 'cause girl we got all night