BITCH TO GO © Rebecca F. 2009
I am on my own again,
though he doesn’t know it yet.
I know, it’s a bitch to go.
Tried for patience, tried all the time
But all he ever did was lie
And oh, he didn’t even know.
Fights all the time.
Fights all the time.
I want it all, I want the most
I need some sympathy now and again
And not all for him.
Lookin’ for someone to be comforting
Maybe listen to every word I said.
And say that it’s so.
So…fights all the time
Fights that weren’t even mine.
Fights all the time.
Fights all the time.
Now you don’t have to get so mad
Think of all the years we had.
I know, say it ain’t so.
But we just got our separate plans:
Yours are oil, and mine are in the sands.
Still I know.
Baby I know. It’s a bitch to go.
Baby I know, it’s a bitch to go.
Baby I know, it’s a bitch to go.