a lot of people feel this song talks about a woman being controlled by a man, hence the title -- but my first impression of this song was one where a drastic change in someone could make you long for the person you knew. things usually change so gradually that you do not even notice, until one day...but sometimes, like a flash - pow.
i have been gullible and blind when it comes to relationships - i try to see the best in people and situations...your typical glass half-full kind of guy. i still do...it is a fatal flaw. i need to nurture my healthy skepticism.
where do you fall -- any advice?
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yeah yeah yeahs -- y control
oh so all my lovin' go's
under the fog fog fog
and i will leave them all
well i'm just a poor little baby
cause well i believe them all
oh so while your growing old
under the gun gun gun
and i believe them all
well i'm just one poor baby
cause well i believe them all
i wish i could buy back
the woman you stole
y-control, y-control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out
so all my lovin' go's
under the fog fog fog
and i believe them all
well i'm just a poor little baby
cause well i believe them all
i wish i could buy back
the woman you stole
y-control, y-control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
out of control, out of control
you walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out
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