[Intro: David Dallas]
Yeah, yeah
Good morning
[Verse 1: David Dallas]
Far from
A perfect young man, understand that I got faults
Like I took a elbow to the head from the top ropes
Sometimes my thinking ain't clear, one minute
We were drinkin' beers, next thing, she's in tears
Sayin' I don't have a heart, I don't put enough effort in
I tell her that it's her fault and blame it on the estrogen
'Bout an hour later, realize I'm insensitive
Took a sec to mess it up, spent the week mendin' it
Gotta learn some things are better not mentionin'
If she ask about the ex, tell her to forget the bitch
Tell her everything she does better than she ever did
And if your ex still got your phone number, then eject the sim
Get a new phone 'cause the wrong text at the wrong time
Might have your girl reachin' for your throat line
Shoulda left the past in the past 'cause it don't fly
Now you hangin' out your own clothes on the clothesline
[Chorus: David Dallas]
So for all of my mistakes, all of my trippin'
All of those times that I ever went missin'
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it
So for all of my slip-ups, times I don't ring you
My bad habits from when I was single
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it
[Verse 2: David Dallas]
I tend to leave most things to the last minute
It's a bad habit, leavin' things half finished
I did it all through school, drove my mom crazy
Oughta know better, all the hidings that she gave me
But the hard-headed never learn, lazy people never earn
All the talent in the world, doesn't mean a thing if you don't get a turn
See, back in '05, dropped an album
Sat back, waited for the cash to roll in by the thousands
Thought we'd moved mountains just by showin' up
Then I realized I'd have to pick the shovel up
"Man, this fuckin' sucks", that's what I thought at the time
Seein' our peers leavin' us in the dust
They ain't got half our talent, bro
But they got ten times our bank balance though
Then it clicked, I'd been usin' this gift as a crutch
You get back what you give, and I ain't givin' enough
So don't give me a puff, just give me a pen
I wasted too much time, I won't do it again
Anything worth doing's worth doin' now
And that procrastination shit, I can do without
[Chorus: David Dallas, PNC]
So for all of my mistakes, all of my trippin'
All of those times that I ever went missin'
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it
So for all of my slip-ups, times I don't ring you
My bad habits from when I was single
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it (Yeah)
[Verse 3: PNC]
I made many mistakes in my 27 years
So many tears shed over my inadvertence
Court cases puttin' long faces on my loved ones
Caught chasin' women that were other than my number one
I'm in a slumber, son, comatose status
To reality and everything that really matters
My mentality, I need to switch, like I'm beat the kids
Only thing I'm really beatin' is my level of integrity
Devil on the left of me, tellin' me, "Smell it, bro"
Tellin' me, "Puff it, bro"; tellin' me, "Stuff 'em, bro"
Tellin' me, "Fuck it, yo, you could do whatever now"
Forget about the ones I constantly be lettin' down
But you could bet now, life has had a shake-up
All the blemishes, I caused time to make up
Hang up the fake hair [?] they know
I'm just tryna wake up to a new day, so
[Chorus: David Dallas]
So for all of my mistakes, all of my trippin'
All of those times that I ever went missin'
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it
So for all of my slip-ups, times I don't ring you
My bad habits from when I was single
If tomorrow, I wake, good mornin'
Promise you I try make up for it
