Ten More Minutes
I’ll be there in a minute baby Daddy’s on a call, I tell myself I have do it Do no good at all. They pulled me in with silken rope I tied myself a noose, And lied to make it seem okay The truth would be no use. The truth is in the numbers Delusion in the hope, They always disagreed All I had was rope. I don’t have any time I don’t see any sense So I make another call There is no recompense. Give me ten more minutes baby Then I’ll be with you The rope is tighter with each breath I know what I should do.