For You

...
She's used to new and shiny things
I take what i get and don't complain
I hope she knows that when I'm out the money might run out
I want the best for who I love
She'll take a diamond from the rough
and leave me poor
at least she'll smile, she'll turn in a while
The day she spends her own dime, I'll be rolling in my grave
and I'm the fool to stick around

STITCH ME UP AGAIN
LEAD ME OUT THE BACK DOOR
I'LL BE THERE TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR YOU
IS THERE ANYMORE THAT I CAN DO?
FUCK YOU
...
I'm a gentleman I'll take care of you
I wanna make you smile, but don't abuse the penny paid,
I hope she knows I ain't a man well made
I'll have a beer, maybe just a few
She wants martinis, with a view
She's upper class, but no one knows she fakes her way through broke
If the tree don't drop the cash no more, will you still stick around
lets be real, there ain't no chance

STITCH ME UP AGAIN,
LEAD ME OUT THE BACK DOOR
I'LL BE THERE TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR YOU
IS THERE ANYMORE THAT I CAN DO?
FUCK YOU
...
You're calling me the enemy, and all that I've done wrong
You'll sell it to the world
But now i have the remedy,
I'll call you on your bluff
'cause everybody know that you keep calling when we're done

STITCH ME UP AGAIN,
LEAD ME OUT THE BACK DOOR
I'LL BE THERE TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR YOU
IS THERE ANYMORE THAT I CAN DO?
FUCK YOU

STITCH ME UP AGAIN,
LEAD ME OUT THE BACK DOOR
I'LL BE THERE TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR YOU
IS THERE ANYMORE THAT I CAN DO?
FUCK YOU
...



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Robert W. Rodgers, Mahalia Violet Barnes, Reece John Philip Mastin
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