Miranda Lambert - Mess with My Head

Mess with My Head
Miranda Lambert
02:33
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Song lyrics

I had the palace looking nice and neat
Two feather pillows with expensive sheets
Sitting so pretty on my velvet couch,
Before you came around.

You treat my mind like a hotel room,
And I know why I gave the keys to you.

I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my head.

Maybe it's wrong but it feels right to me,
Reveling in reverse psychology,
You complicate it with your lying lips,
I'm waiting on a kiss.

I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my bed,
Waking up to a wreck with blue jeans on the floor,
If it ain't love, then I like it better than before.
I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my–

You treat my mind like a hotel room,
And I know why I gave the keys to you.

I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my bed,
Waking up to a wreck with blue jeans on the floor,
If it ain't love, then I like it better than before.
I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my head,
I let you mess with my, mess with my head.