Keys cut, three for the price of one

And nothing's free, but guaranteed for a lifetime's use

I've changed the locks, and you can't have one

You, you know the other two

The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear

I hear them screeching through the door from our driveway

Hey, love, look into your glovebox heart

What is there for me inside, this love is tired

I've changed the locks, have I misplaced you?

Have we lost our minds?

Will this never end?

It could depend on your take

You, me, we used to be on fire

If keys are all that stand between

Can I throw in the ring?

No gasoline, just fuck me, kitten

You are wild, and I'm in your possession

Nothing's free, so fuck me, kitten

I'm in your possession

So fuck me, kitten