Making Things Right

Babe I'll say for you my crib is vacant

I won't stop until I see you naked

Take a pill call you my medication

And I won't go to bed until I take it

Wrap my hands around you one more time

I don't want to go turn off the lights

Call you when I need to make things right

Make things right

Can I call you my guardian angel

Look at you from every single angle

I can't keep you coming to my table

Can I get you made so I can take you home tonight

But I'm not sure my loves suffice

I'm a stranger to the night

Tell me what to do to make to make things right

Wrap my hands around you one more time

I don't want to go turn off the lights

Call you when I need to make things right

Make things right

Babe I'll say for you my crib is vacant

I won't stop until I see you naked

Take a pill call you my medication

And I won't go to bed until I take it

Wrap my hands around you one more time

I don't want to go turn off the lights

Call you when I need to make things right

Make things right