Where You Want Me

Wow oh baby (repeat)
Wow oh baby

Gotta make a little room for me to breathe
Gotta feeling that you're about to pull me in to deep
The more I try to walk away
The harder it gets to believe that I don't need you (oh no)

You've got a hold on me (there's no escaping baby)
Got to find the release (ooh)

Chorus
Why do I feel so weak
When you are near me
You've got me in too deep
So help me baby
You're living in my dreams
You're always with me
You're the dark in my light
You're the black in my white
And I'll always know you've got me where you want me
(you've got me where you want me)

You've got me tempted by what's forbidden
How can you be so sweet but uh so unforgiving
And I'm emotionally drained
Am I too gone to be saved
But I don't want it any other way

You've got a hold on me (there's no escaping baby)
Got to find the release (oh)

Chorus x 1

You pull me close
I can't let go
My hands are tied
You're all that I know

You pull me close
I can't let go
My hands are tied
You're all that I know (you're all that I know)

Chorus x 2

Why do I feel so weak
When you are near me
You've got me in too deep
So help me baby
You're living in my dreams

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