Sunday Revelations

I've come undone
Now you better run
It's not like coming unglued
The pieces don't get lost
The point is not misconstrued

Get out my way
We never would have made it anyway
So what's the point to make you mine
I ain't got that kind of time or the right mind

I'm not like your last man
I've got two feet and I'll take stand
In fact I'm like nobody you know
Usually it's best to just let it go

And get out my way
I ain't got the time for you to slow me down baby
So step aside your game it lost
What am I well I'm the cost

You see I'm the one you could have had
Not some guy that could be your dad
My mind is in tune
And I am perpetually in bloom

So get out my way
You silly girls are all the same to me
The Coach and Versace
Don't mean shit when you got nothing to say

Just stand there and look pretty
Some old dude is gonna be your Sugar Daddy
You'll never have to work another day in your life
Just be a wife
Just look the other way and be a wife



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Friend
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