Well Prepared

Stuff was on the curb before I got there
You always were so well prepared
Just like the sorry that I
Wrote on the car ride
That I'll never get to share

Suppose that this could be my fault
I'll at least take half the blame
But that would mean that there's still
Fifty percent left
I don't think anyone will claim

Who do you think you are
Telling me I have to go
If you would hear me out
I think we'd stick around
But we both know you run this show

So go and tell all of your friends
Flex that emotional clout
I'll be fine so you just
Do what you have to
I'm moving up and movin' out

Who do you think you are
Telling me I have to go
If you would hear me out
I think we'd stick around
But we both know you run this show



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Bloss
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