CHORUS: Stop setting me up, you keep knocking me down I'm picking myself back off of the ground Mad at myself 'cuz I keep hanging around You got this hold on me (hold on me) Verse 1: She brought me to life with the love and the care that she had And showed me the way we were supposed to be This love wa s fairy tale 'til evertyhing here got hold of me Started molding me and folding me, I'll never be the shape you need Stop chasing me and making me be something I'm not made to be 'Cuz I cant be that, I don't got puppet strings If I was man enough I'd get my a** right up and leave But I think I'm stuck to you, its a sick disease And baby girl..you keep infecting me Verse 2: