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*