Do Things My Way
Look at you you're talking to yourself
Could it maybe be a cry for help
Can't see the forest from your tree there
Sometimes I think you're doing well
Other times you put yourself through hell
It's enough to bring you to your knees dear
I'm gonna open up to you
It's all I'm really trying to do
Say what's on my mind
Yeah what's on my mind, singin'
If you wanna have it your way
Yeah you gotta do things my way
If you really wanna have it your way
All you gotta do is do things my way
You've had me by the little hairs
Running here and there and everywhere
Now I know exactly how your mind is wired
I always knew this day would come
To face the monster you've been hiding from
So either douse the flame of love
Or stoke the fire
Or we can play this guessing game
I call your bluff you do the same
We're just wasting time
Wasting all my time, listen
If you wanna have it your way
Yeah you gotta do things my way
If you really wanna have it your way
All you gotta do is do things my way
I know you never like to compromise
But when you think of all the lonely nights
And I see that look in your eyes
I'd say it's time to simplify your thinking
Why does it have to be so hard
To play your hand and show your cards
If you will I will
If you will I will
Before you get your just desserts
Let me clear your table first
Have you, have you had your fill
If you wanna have it your way
Yeah you gotta do things my way
If you really wanna have it your way
All you gotta do is do things my way
If you wanna have it your way
Yeah you gotta do things my way
If you really wanna have it your way
All you gotta do is do things my way
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