Come On

Lucinda Williams · West [2007]

Dear, I'm so over you



You don't even have a clue



All you do is make me blue



You didn't even mate me, come on



You're so self involved



You're in some kind of fog



You hung up on your hog



You didn't even mate me, come on



You think you're in hot demand



But you don't know where you put your hand



Let me tell you where you stand



You didn't even mate me, come on



Dude you're so fired



Shut up, I'm not inspired



All I'm feeling now is tired



You didn't even mate me, come on



You weren't even worth it



I'm sorry I ever flirted



The effort wasn't you to concert it



You didn't even mate me, come on



I just talk the talk



You can't back it up with you walk



You can't light my fire, so fuck off



You didn't even mate me, come on