Mad

You know what makes me mad
Somebody stole my yoga mat
I know it's such a trivial thing
But everybody's dealing with something

Still, never had a woman bait me like you
Never had a woman beat me like you
Never had a woman treat me like you
Never had a woman hate me like you do
Hate me like you do

I feel like an old white man
Just kicking road and the soup can
And still it's such a long way home
Head down stay on path

Still, never had a woman bruise me like you
Never had a woman choose me like you
Never had a woman excuse me like you
Never had a woman confuse me like you do
Confuse me like you do

I feel like the Vitruvian man
Laid out on the hot sand
I'm done with immaterial things
Now every day is like a golden ring

Still, never had a woman try me like you do
Never had a woman ride me like you do
Never had a woman fight me like you do
Never had a woman grind me like you do
Like you
Grind me like you do
Like you
Bruise me like you do
Like you
Use me like you do
Like you



Credits
Writer(s): Rod Sherwood
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