Come On - Lucinda Williams

Dude I’m so over you

You don’t even have a clue

All you did was make me blue

You didn’t even make me, come on!

You’re so self-involved

You’re in some kind of fog

You’re hung up on your hog

You didn’t even make me, come on!

You think you’re in hot demand

But you don’t know where to put your hand

Let me tell you where you stand

You didn’t even make 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 make me, come on!

You weren’t even worth it

I’m sorry I ever flirted

The effort wasn’t even concerted

You didn’t even make me, come on!

All you do is talk the talk

You can’t back it up with your walk

You can’t light my fire, so fuck off

You didn’t even make me, come on!