My Mercedes

How does it feel
To make a little girl cry?
Pulling the rug from my feet
Man, what is your deal?
Messing about with those girls from the bar

I'm done waiting, I waited on you
Spent all my cash, I ain't paying your dues no more
Didn't think I'd find somebody new
But that's just what I did
How does it feel

To hear another man's name coming out my mouth?
You’re spinning those wheels
Wishing that was you now but you ran around
How does it feel to be someone that I used to love?
Now you're just some old junk from my past

I took your Mercedes
I'm not giving it back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How does it feel
Looking for your leather boots?
They're in the backseat, right beside your SG
Man, how does that feel
When the things that you love, you can't find when you need the most

I'm done waiting, I waited on you
Spent all my cash, I ain't paying your dues no more
Didn't think I'd find somebody new
But that's just what I did

How does it feel
To hear another man's name coming out my mouth?
You’re spinning those wheels
Wishing that was you now but you ran around
How does it feel to be someone that I used to love?
Now you're just some old junk from my past

Took your Mercedes
I'm not giving it back
I'm not giving it back
You took my time, I won't ever get that
And I'm painting it black
It’s my Mercedes, if anyone asks
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah