A song about the expectations so many people carry into relationships.
Writer/Lead Vocal: Brett Perkins. Guest Rap: Michael Glover (Bright Blue Gorilla)
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Written as an observations on modern love.
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When You Gonna Figure It Out?
Another judgement day
Another passion play
Another price to pay
All for pitys' sake
Don't want him callin' on your phone
Don't want him comin' to your home
Say you just want to be alone
In a Greta Garbo way
And you call yourself a purist
Cause you cry out loud
Like you're crying now
But I say you're just a tourist
In the land of love
Come on and give it up
When you gonna figure it out?
So you met him at a party and you took him on home
For the next six weeks you were never alone
Told you that he loved you, told you you were right
Showed you he was hungry in the middle of the night
And you said you always wanted him to follow his dreams
And "Don't go changing just to try to please me"
But when those dreams led him out the door
Decided you don't really want to love him no more
Well front on this, front on this
You don't own the man with your body and bliss
And what you call love, trust and affection
Seems to be coming from the wrong direction
Sound likes grasping, sounds like pain
Sounds like the opposite of communicate
And if you keep going with a heart so closed
May find yourself with your own hand to hold
And you call yourself a purist
Cause you cry out loud
Like you're crying now
But I say you're just a tourist
In the land of love
Come on and give it up
When you gonna figure it out?
So you say you got hurt went to find yourself another
Looking for a girlfriend, looking for a lover
Liked the way she smiled, liked the way she'd flirt
Liked the way she looked in that little black skirt
So you took her own home, thought the party'd never end
Now there's too much time with her mother and friends
Shopping on the tv, talking on the phone
Leaving you to puzzle over dinner alone
Well front on this, front on this
You don't own the girl with your gold and gifts
And what you call love, trust and relations
Seems to be coming from a time more ancient
Sound likes grasping, sounds like hate
Sounds like the opposite of communicate
And if you keep hunting with a heart so cold
May find yourself with a life time alone
When you gonna figure it out?
(c)2008 Brett Perkins (KODA)
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