Kat Dahlia - I GoT Another Man текст песни

I've got …I've got … I'm on my way
You'll try to stop me, no, you've got a thousand things to say
Well, you've got four minutes, baby, I've gotta catch my train
And now you're the only, you pray, you pray that I'm away

It's too late, I won't stay
It's always one bomb, then I thank you, mom
It ain't long till you're back on your phone again

I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent
I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent

He's oh so warm, he's like the sun and every day
I ain't even got to ask to know if he misses me
I say, “How you gonna show me love for eternity?”
He say, “Baby, where there's a will, there's a way”

It's too late, I won't stay
It's always one bomb, then I thank you, mom
Then your back to your back habits again

I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent
I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent

He loves to kiss and tell me how I do it so well
Oh, you're ringing my bell, you've got your dreams up for sale
Oh, baby, well, I ain't buying, I'm tired of trying
Trying is tiring, underused, not where I stand

I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent
I got another man, he loves to hold my hand
We don't play no games, he don't play no pretend
He always puts me on my pedestal, that's where I stand
You look at me like I'm a vegetable, just cold and bent