I Want You #35 Lyrics

I Want You # 35

Daddy bought you like a toy
Momma taught you to be coy
Make your bed down in the dirt
Bow your head lift your skirt
From your lips to my ears
All down through your tender years
Poor little rich girl junk food eiress
Born in Fort Worth raised in Paris
Listen honey screw the money
I want You

Something changed you laid you low
Dulled your senses made you slow
Wrote your name down in it's book
Staked a claim on how you look
I can't blame you if you think
I'd tie you to the kitchen sink
Drain your pockets drink your blood
Drag you through the muck and mud
It must be said you made your bed
But I want you
It's the way your hair falls in your face
And the way you move from place to place
It's the way you wear your curse
As if there could be something worse
Than trapped in a glass house sty
Waiting for the bricks to fly my my my
So he left you with no God
Trapped behind that cracked facade
Half a woman half a heart
Not too dumb not too smart
All at once something clicks
Hit's you like a ton of bricks
Circumstances bent to break you
Why oh why would God forsake you
Vis a Vie him or me
I want you
Were a long shot pair but I don't care
I want you