Headache for the record books

Your words come right out my mouth, I said Look twice then give me the go ahead Head ... ahead ... head The madder you get the lighter I tread Stab through like a dagger right into my head Well isn't it nice to take my advice You make me feel like a boy You make me feel like your toy Was all of this just a ploy Was all this to make a point No I don't mean to annoy I always try to avoid So hard to talk through the noise You're always muting my voice