Lose Control

You don't remember my name I don't really care Can we play the game your way? Can I really lose control? Just once in my life I think it'd be nice Just to lose control, just once With all the pretty flowers in the dust Mary had a lamb His eyes black as coals If we play very quiet, my lamb Mary never has to know Just once in my life I think it'd be nice Just to lose control, just once If I cut you down to a thing I can use I fear there will be nothing good left of you