Float Your Boat
If I was a mirror I’d be seeing you more
If there’s no one else around you’d be knocking on my door
You’re way too busy to talk but then
When the weather is fair I’m your best friend
This ain’t high school, it’s the real world
One day you’re gonna have to grow up girl
I ain’t got time for your BS
Life’s too short so baby God Bless
You can do what you want until you cross my line
Go on and float your boat, just don’t sink mine
Go on and float your boat, just don’t sink mine
You been spreading stories, girl, what the hell
Grinding me up through your rumor mill
Karma's a bitch, and she’s coming for you
She’s gonna clip your wings and steal your parachute
Be careful who you step on as you climb to the top
They won’t break your fall when you finally drop
Here’s a match, there’s a bridge
It’s up to you what you do with this
Here’s a match, there’s a bridge
It’s up to you what you do with this
© 2017 John Cirillo/Dan Reifsnyder/Sydney St George
John Cirillo - Songwriter