You don't remember my name 
I don't really care 
Can we play the game your way? 
Can I really lose control? 

Just once in my life 
I think it'd be nice 
Just to lose control- just once 
With all the pretty flowers in the dust 

Mary had a lamb 
His eyes black as coals 
If we play very quiet, my lamb 
Mary never has to know 

Just once in my life 
I think it'd be nice 
Just to lose control- just once 

If I cut you down to a thing I can use 
I fear there will be nothing good left of you