Lyrics Prospects - Dom McAllister

I'm thinking that you want it
Sitting by the fire with your wet shirt in the dryer
Maybe you can make a move any minute
Looking at the time
Got my patience on the line
Got my patience on the line
And you can't make up your mind
Boy or girl this time man you can't make up your mind
Your preference it ain't my business
But you leave me on the side it ain't right

It becomes tiring to figure out your mind
And It's just like a light switch darling
Easily turned on, difficult to move on
You're done once you get want you want

Might have to readjust your prospects
You know my body's not an object
Your place or mine I'll clean up this time
Come right down when you feel like
It's not even about my fucking respect
The lack you give 'cause you get lonely
Your place or mine I'll pick up this time
Pay me back story of your life

I know I'm not that innocent
Had my fair share of incidents
Zero to 100
I just be making a fool
Got everyone wondering
This shits becoming old news
I'm just like what i can do
I might as well blame it on you

You want for the now
Want me to love you down
Say how you me want around
Wanting to play with kind of friend you never found
May not have been in love
But I'm way more than a fuck
For me it was all lust

It gets tiring to keep up with your mind
And it's just like a light switch darling
Easily turned on, difficult to move on
You're done once you get want you want

Might have to readjust your prospects
You know my body's not an object
Your place or mine I'll clean up this time
Come right down when you feel like
It's not even about my fucking respect
The lack you give 'cause you get lonely
Your place or mine I'll pick up this time
Pay me back story of your life

What you take me for
What you take me for

Someone
Someone who does anything you want
Someone that you can just hit and run
I wanted to give you life when you can't
Wanted to keep it real and stay blunt
I'm here and that was then
I can't be asked again
Expiry dates start coming to play

Might have to readjust your prospects
You know my body's not an object
Your place or mine I'll clean up this time
Come right down when you feel like
It's not even about my fucking respect
The lack you give 'cause you get lonely
Your place or mine I'll pick up this time
Pay me back