I was too proud to call you that night
I [bad word]  I [bad word] gets old in a way
You sure know how to make or break a day
While you just fled the scene so out of reach
You think a lot about yourself
So much for someone who relies on someone else's [bad word] But I cower to your touch
You think I'd be the one to let go, so carry on

Thrilling to know there is no control
She's got the soul of a poet and the fire of a bullet
She is what she is, nothing left or unspoken
She don't love you no more
She's in love with a motive, yeah

This jealousy can't hold me over
You can't get mad, you know that anger gets so in your way
My jealous mind it hates it, but takes it
Those haunting memories all laced with secrets
Although I'm hard pressed to back from a fight
You think that this would end soon but it's taking time
Confusion; it is such an off time bad written melody
Of course you'd sing
Please carry on

Thrilling to know there is no control
She's got the soul of a poet and the fire of a bullet
She is what she is, nothing left or unspoken
She don't love you no more
She's in love with a motive

Ask about her ways and her secret life and she'll say yeah, yeah
Ask her if she thinks she can sleep and night and she'll say yeah, yeah
Ask about her ways and her secret life
Ask her if she thinks she can sleep at night

Thrilling to know there is no control
She's got the soul of a poet and the fire of a bullet
Thrilling to know there is no control
She's got the soul of a poet and the fire of a bullet
She is what she is, nothing left or unspoken
She don't love you no more
She's in love with a motive, yeah
She's in love, she's in love
She's in love, she's in love
She's in love
She don't love you no more she's in love with a motive, yeah