My Side (Radio Edit)
Man, you'd think I'm like your mama was
Always be there when you're bleeding
Band-aid kisses when I drop ya
Go on, kick me underneath the table
Where you be at when I need ya
Bedtime shaman got you kneeling
Better stay down on your filthy knees then
Cause you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Guess you got one hell of a problem
Trick or treating when you're lonely
My kindness is not a bread crumb
What I am is nothing you can be
And where you be at when I need ya
Bedtime women got you kneeling
Better stay down on your filthy knees then
Cause you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Don't you come around
Maybe you should find a friend if you got one
Talk to me, well... my mouth, it's a shotgun
Never ran away from fights, think I like them
Don't you know? You should know
That you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Come on
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Always be there when you're bleeding
Band-aid kisses when I drop ya
Go on, kick me underneath the table
Where you be at when I need ya
Bedtime shaman got you kneeling
Better stay down on your filthy knees then
Cause you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Guess you got one hell of a problem
Trick or treating when you're lonely
My kindness is not a bread crumb
What I am is nothing you can be
And where you be at when I need ya
Bedtime women got you kneeling
Better stay down on your filthy knees then
Cause you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Don't you come around
Maybe you should find a friend if you got one
Talk to me, well... my mouth, it's a shotgun
Never ran away from fights, think I like them
Don't you know? You should know
That you aren't prepared to find
Special forces trained to fight
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Come on
Second try, no free ride
Futures bright, now that you're not on my side
Credits
Writer(s): Bonnie Finken
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