Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
Catherine Britt
You can get on top, but it won't take long
I'll mess you up like a wrecking ball
You're a love struck junkie trying to run
You be the user I'll be the drug
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Hey, there's no where to run
I hate to tell you honey, but you're under my thumb
Like a travelling preacher, door to door
The words pour out of you so sure
You say you got no boss and you never get close
But you're walking on a wire living with a ghost
(CHORUS)
Hey, there's no where to run
I hate to tell you honey, but you're under my thumb
Hey you're coming undone
I hate to tell you honey, but you're under my thumb
Well I'm your saviour I'm your hell
I'm in your veins but you can't tell
What's yours is lost, what's mine is won
Oh, oh honey, you're under my thumb
Hey you're coming undone
I hate to tell you honey, but you're under my thumb
(CHORUS)
Hey, there's no where to run
I hate to tell you honey, but you're under my thumb