the little voice in my head wont let me forget

the little voice in my head is never misted

all of this noise is what keeps me from making a mess

the little voice in my head just wont let me get with you

when i see you i admit

i start to losee my grip and all of my cool

you smell so sweet just like my perfume

what have we been doing sence i left you

youve always there in my thoughts

but that dosent mean that it's on