I admit it, what's to say 
I'll relive it, without pain 
Backstreet lover on the side 
Of the road 
I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode 
I got a .16 gauge buried 
Under my clothes, I play

Once upon a time I could control myself 
Once upon a time I could lose myself 
Oh try and mimic, what's insane 
I am in it, where do I stand? 

Indian summer I hate the heat 
I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat 
I got my hand in my pocket 
So determined 
Discreet, I pray. 

Once upon a time I could control myself
Once upon a time I could lose myself 
Once upon a time I could control myself 
Once upon a time I could lose myself 
Once upon a time I could love myself 
Once upon a time I could love you
Once 
Once 
Once
Once
Once
Once 
Yeah yeah