Prodigal

I'm just doing what you told me
It's been a decade or two and I've come to collect my things
And everything you owe me
Now why are you scared of giving it up, don't be shy
Don't you know me?

I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal

I want your fatted calf
I want your shiny things
I want your celebration
I want your jealousy
Oh, I'll have what she's having
Your daughter's alive and she's not asking

I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal
I'm fucking prodigal

Oh my god, oh my god
I never thought that you'd replace me, replace me
Oh my god, oh my god
I never thought that you'd replace me, replace me
Oh my god, oh my god
I never thought that you'd replace me, replace me
Oh my god, oh my god
I never thought that you'd replace me, replace me



Credits
Writer(s): April Harper Grey, Quinton Watkins, Rhiannon Enoch Catala
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