Did my make-up and my hair the way you like
Still you seem to find something 'bout me that isn't right

I'm sorry this is the way I am

Look what you did to me, cut me so very deep,
I need a doctor cause this is starting to burn

When we're at the club gonna shake it the way that turns you on
(You couldn't take your eyes off me), you know that I'm hot
But you wanna make me feel like I did something wrong
(You try to put me down but this is not what I need)

You're twisted, if you think that you can control me