Toothbrush / The Force

[Toothbrush]

[Intro]

Venus fly trap mate, there's nothing worse than them

That's what I'm thinking, waking up at her's again

Babe's a fucking perfect 10, gave it up the first attempt

So fluid you would think it was a rehearsed event

You gotta wake up and excuse my aura

Why do I make up an excuse to create distance just to later make up an excuse to call her?

[Chorus: Jacob Banks]

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

You don't love me no more baby

I'm gonna sing you a love prayer

[Verse 1: George the Poet]

To work it out you don't need scholarships to colleges

I think she knows, but to acknowledge it's just politics so what is this?

It's a game called rise and shine, let me show you;

I rise, you shine

She laughs 'cause that genuinely is my most romantic line

I suppose it's necessary to set that tone

I have a wash there and brush my teeth when I get back home

And I hate doing that shit

Scared to see someone I know on the way in case they force me into a game I don't want to play called small talk

But expectations are the tall sort, could fall short

It's exciting knowing that you rushed at first

But, now it makes sense to leave a toothbrush at hers

Now a toothbrush is a visual signpost that will stick out like a sore thumb when I'm ghost

We both know I'll be back tonight

She's not a drama queen; she's acting right

[Chorus: Jacob Banks]

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow (But she's acting right)

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

You don't love me no more, baby

I'm gonna sing you a love prayer

[Verse 2: George the Poet]

A toothbrush is a symbol saying I'll be back

And we both know the nature of how we chat

We've both got interests in having no strings attached

And this can only work when those things are matched

It's the same reason you won't go on the pill

We got a vibe that you don't want to kill

And why would you be taking more strong hormones when you're on your jones in this moron's war zone?

That condom looks like an analogy for your life right now

Small transfer from the sperm back but otherwise empty

I love your thighs plenty but other thighs tempt me

This is so unfair

I know the peace it gives you just to know I'm there

Tell myself you know what it is and you're doing your thing

But I know what I'm not there, there's no one there

I'm gentle when I stroke your face

Aggressive when I cut your arse

'Cause I want you to love every touch I've mastered, I'm such a bastard

Such a bastard

But how much time I got to spend watching you sleep

(Good lord, good lord, good lord)

Before I admit that I'm in too deep?

How much peace you gotta get from the sound of my breath

(Good lord, good lord, good lord)

Before you accept that you're out of your depth?

I can accept you thinking I'm now a side-man

(Good lord, good lord, good lord)

So I'll leave, like the coward I am

[Chorus: Jacob Banks]

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

You don't love me no more baby

I'm gonna sing you a love prayer

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

Good lord, just let me see tomorrow

You don't love me no more baby

I'm gonna sing you a love prayer

[Outro: Jacob Banks]

Good lord, good lord, good lord

Good lord, good lord, good lord

Good lord, good lord, good lord

[The Force]

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1: George the Poet]

You call me straight after the break-up, of course I take up the cause

Next day, you don't wake up at yours

You like my indifference and miss his love and respect

But can't tell the difference when kisses cover your neck

It's been a while

Just enough time to simmer down

You probably wonder if I've been around

But we don't do history, I missed you, I know you missed me

You took the time to cook a nice meal

I'm trying to play it cool but you're looking nice, still

I wonder if this is all a formality

A weak excuse to call it normality, 'cause stating certain facts isn't allowed

We need something to stage the following accident around when one of our backs is to the ground

And I suppose this starts with access to the lounge

[Chorus]

She'll come, she will

It's something [?]

[?]

You're not a superstar

[?]

Don't just go away

[Verse 2: George the Poet]

The illusions been shattered, now we're breaking stuff

I didn't see this coming but I doubt we're making love tonight

'Cause I don't know if that's a good idea

But then again, should I care?

Either way it doesn't take a genius to see

The only thing standing between us is me

Now I'm trying to think clearly as far as I can help it

'Cause I wanna go digging but I can't find a helmet

Then she just bit my shoulder

I could see this shit was over

I flipped her over, gripped her

Told her what she had to hear

Slapped her ear, grabbed her hair, maintained a tight grasp

She absorbed whatever she gained from my clasp

Closed her eyes and gave a slight gasp, why ask?

She took it upon herself to pull the thong to the side

It's my move next, I'm taking long to decide

'Cause I never brought no condoms along for the ride

But the forces are playing too strong to deny

The joke is; her legs are making me stand

But it's a dictatorship to conquer the vibe

See, right now she's under supply

Is it really wrong to provide?

Well, it was fine the last time we was naked and sworn to secrecy

No herpes, no babies, just breaking the laws of decency

[Chorus]

She'll come, she will

It's something [?]

[?]

You're not a superstar

[?]

Don't just go away

[Verse 3: George the Poet]

But I tell myself wait, now don't be dumb

If he ain't the only one, you ain't the only one

And if she knows she's got something, she's got nothing to lose

Alarms ringing, but there's no stop button or snooze

If all of a sudden I wanna use protection

She can choose to question, there's no suggestion

And if I'm wrong, I could lose the sex

And chances are she's recently juiced her ex

Now what if they broke up because he gets around?

Then I can't be sure who I'm sexing now

It could indirectly be all the skets in town

Fuck, look at this ratchet list

Then again, look at this woman's attractiveness

She looks good in a backless dress

But bare back, that's just stress

That's just stress

[Chorus]

She'll come, she will

These are the things the force didn't let me say

I thought all of this while I did it anyway

It's something [?]

[?]

You're not a superstar

[?]

(Yeah)

Don't just go away

[?]

[Outro]

*Moaning*