(T. Kiely)



Lights go down on the Mystery Machine

Last train's running on it's broken dreams

Sit your eyes, and resist your mind

I'm warning you I'm not too hard to find



And I don't know what's going in your head

Watch you strip down and you're in my bed

I can see why you're so upset

But I don't know why I can't enjoy you



Oh, My Darling Baby, Bring it down to me

Oh, My Darling Baby, Bring it down to me, my baby



Cause you know that I'm controlling you

Throw you in the microwave, baby

You know that I'm in charge of you

So do what I'm telling you, baby:

Just get away from me!



You cry for help and you look to me

I'm sorry darling...I can't be who you want me to be

My Mona Lisa, woman, My Mona Lisa



So what do you want me to do

Cause I can't be the one for you

You die a lie that will treat you fine

I will cry for the better time and you



Oh, My Darling Baby, Bring it down to me

Oh, My Darling Baby, Bring it down to me, my baby



I've been tired, and I'm alone

And I'm trying to stay that way, baby

You best stop searching for my soul

Cause it's been vacationing lately

You want to see what's inside of me

Well, there's nothing happening, baby

I give my best advice to you:

Just give up!