I admit it, what's to say?
I relive it without pain
Back street love on the side of the road,
I got a bomb in my temple and it's gonna explode,
I got a 16 gauge buried under my cloths
Once apon a time I could control myself
Once apon a time I could lose myself
Ohhh, time mimic, what's the same?
I admit it, where do I stand?
Indian summer I hate the heat
Got a back street lover on the passenger seat
Got a hand in my pocket, so determined discreet, I pray
Once apon a time, I could control myself
Once apon a time, I could lose myself
Once apon a time, I could control myself
Once apon a time, I could lose myself
Once apon a time, I could love myself
Once apon a time, I could love you
Once, once, once, once, once, once...Once!