I admit it ... what's to say
I'll relive it ... without pain

Backstreet lover on the side
Of the road
I got a bomb in my temple
That is gonna explode
I got a .16 gauge buried
Under my clothes ... I play

Once upon a time I could control myself
Once upon a time I could lose myself

Oh try and mimic ... what's insane
I am in it ... where do I stand?
Indian summer I hate the heat

I got a backstreet lover
On the passenger seat
I got my hand in my pocket
So determined
Discreet ... I pray

Once upon a time I could control myself
Once upon a time I could lose myself
Once upon a time I could love myself
Once upon a time I could love myself

Once
Once
Once