Your smoking gun was lying in my arms When you told me to keep it hid I thought it'd best if we just stay in But I must confess I did not confess We got stoned in bed I dreamed I was back home with my woman You never told me what you meant, why didn't you say? We are born into conflict I'm sorry Lori You're such a jealous girl I'm sorry Lori You're such a jealous girl I'm sorry Lori