Another night, another date
This night seemed so long
It didn’t take a rocket scientist
To know this date was wrong
He arrived at my house at 7:00
Dressed in t-shirt and jeans
I don’t know who he was trying to impress
But I know it definitely wasn’t me
Last week was our first date
He held the door to the car
This time he jumped in first
Unlocked my side; pushed the door ajar
As we headed to our destination
I smelled the odor of alcohol
And I thought this can’t be real
He’s been drinking and he’s behind the wheel of a car
It’s one thing if I drink
And then chose to drive
It’s another to be the passenger
With someone else playing with my life
We arrive at the concert
And as we’re standing in line
He says things totally inappropriate
I’m thinking this is truly a sign
I’d kinda had my doubts
But had decided to give him a chance
Maybe he was just naïve and innocent
Maybe it was too soon to take a stance
I’d been feeling a little guilty
Because he spoke of God and his search for love
I’d felt our paths had crossed for a reason
What if he was the answer from above
But after tonight I just feel tired
I know this relationship would turn out wrong
I’m too old, cynical, and honestly
I’m tired of the same old song.
Written by TaVona Salaz Treadwell