Good God Damn

Good God damn
Let me out
Won't hang tight
Why keep me around?
I won't put up and I won't put out
You say it's looking up
But everybody's looking down

I've seen your act, played your game
You clean me out and dirty my name
You had one shot, now it's aimed your way
What they gonna do?
What's everybody gonna say?

G- G- G- Good God damn
You think you're smart
When they all come to, they're gonna tear you apart
When you can't play dumb and the word gets 'round
What you gonna do when they figure you out?

G- G- G- Good God damn
You think you're smart
When they all come to, they're gonna tear you apart
When you can't play dumb and the word gets 'round
What you gonna do when they figure you out?

Da da da, da da da
Oh!

Good God damn
You've lost your strut
Hard keeping up when you're living in a rut
You made your mind
I took my turn
Hope those tears can soothe your burns

I took your shit and packed it up
Don't be shocked when you can't get a fuck
'Cause the getting's been good
But the giving's all gone
Get fucked, go home
And we all carry on

G- G- G- Good God damn
You think you're smart
When they all come to, they're gonna tear you apart
When you can't play dumb and the word gets 'round
What you gonna do when they figure you out?

G- G- G- Good God damn
You think you're smart
When they all come to they're gonna tear you apart
When you can't play dumb and the word gets 'round
What you gonna do when they figure you out?

Good God damn
You think you're smart
When they all come to, they're gonna tear you apart
When you can't play dumb and the word gets 'round
What you gonna do when they figure you out?

Hey!



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Writer(s): Jonathan Xavier Garrett
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