Take It out on Me - Mike Andersen

What a mess you carry around

What a foreword they wrote for you

When you undress, you’re still gowned

No one gets through

And what a song your story makes

What a load you’ve had to bear

Go on, do what it takes

You’re in repair

Take it out on me, I can take it

Take your time, trust I’ll be here still

Give me hell, cast a spell, say you’ll leave me

It’s alright, I trust you never will

Let it go, let it out

And let them roll their eyes

They don’t know what you’re about

Behind your disguise

Take it out on me, I can take it

Take your time, I will be here still

Give me hell, cast a spell, say you’ll leave me

Everything’s alright, baby

'Cause I love your Sunday spirit

I love the «Monday mom,"and no matter what you do

I love you on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays, too

Take it out on me, don’t wanna loose you

Go ahead baby, and get it over with

Give me hell, cast a spell, you’re so see-through

It’s alright, baby

Take it out on me, I can take it

Take your time, trust I’ll be here still

Give me hell, go cast a spell, and say you’ll leave me

It’s alright, I know you never will