Mistress

I'm just a mistress waiting around
Keep my distance your husband's in town
Standing in a buzz got a little cold
Coming to your place like I'm 40 years old

'cos we think we won, we won
but it's not done
Waiting on some other clown to buy you gloves
Okay, alright
Okay, alright

Five years fade, an even split
You will be left with half a kid
You will now belong to the government
They tracked you down like a giant squid
Hour after minute, after minute
being a prude
Seems like a pretty damn low side to being used

Well I can't wait til I feel used
My body needs to move
Okay, alright
Okay, alright

Try and call me in the middle of the night
something's I feel we can put up a fight
Every phone call means you're enraged
Give me the apartment and the name of the street
Well get a call, call like a son of a gun
Did you not wander as if you'll fall in love

Well I can't wait til I feel used
My body needs to move
Okay, alright
Okay, alright



Credits
Writer(s): James Vaughn Hunt Iii, Trevor Michael Mustoe, Sean Michael Fahey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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