Storm Like Me

I woke up slow I woke up late
I prefer it that way.
I shook off the rust I grabbed my things
I locked the door behind me
I drop a line like cannon fire.
Growing fond of passing through
I'm growing fond of imposing on you
And so I wash up on your doorstep
Call it long weekend affair
And I look worse for the wear.
Go on...go on...forget about me
I ain't no good for you
I ain't good for me
Go on...go on...Forget about me
I ain't no good for you
I feel your hot breath on my skin and I know the type of trouble I'm in
The type that breeds repeat offenses
I feel the sunrise stare me down
And I know you just can't live this way
But it's my way anyway, anyway
And so I wash out with the tide
The current steals me from your side
And I leave worse for the wear
I roll through like the rain and I leave just the same
Trust me you don't want a storm like that to stay
I roll through like the rain and I leave just the same
Trust me you don't want a storm like me to stay
Trust me you don't want a storm like me to stay for too long
Go on...go on...come see about me
I'll be good to you
You be good to me
Trust me you don't want a storm like this to stay
Trust me you don't want a storm like me to stay.