Priorities

Priorities - Don Broco

Written by：Luke Rayner

When you're out with the boys

Ever contemplate not telling her

Exactly where we'll be

Exactly where we'll be

And when you're out with the boys

Would you ever contemplate not ditching us

As soon as she turns up

As soon as she turns up

You you've got priorities

But they're really not sitting

That comfortably with me

Mate do you know how much you've changed

Where's my buddy I was

Hanging out with yesterday

My friend my friend my friend

It's best you mend your ways

Or you'll end up having no friends

Left that you can bail on

When you're out with your girl

Do you realise that no one

Wants to talk to you

That's 'cause you're such a bore

Such a bore

You you've got priorities

But they're really not sitting

That comfortably with me

Mate do you know how much you've changed

Where's my buddy I was

Hanging out with yesterday

My friend my friend my friend

It's best you mend your ways

Or you'll end up having no friends

Left that you can bail on

Miss you pumpkin

I miss you babe

Wish you could hear what you're saying

Miss you princess

I miss you babe

Makes me sick hearing you say it

Miss you pumpkin

I miss you babe

I miss you princess

I miss you babe

I miss you honey

My little angel

Come every hour of every day

Puppies sunsets and pretty rainbows

That's the price you pay

Mate do you know how much you've changed

Where's my buddy I was hanging

Out with yesterday

My friend my friend my friend

It's best you mend your ways

Or you'll end up having no friends

Left to hear complain

Mate do you know how much you've changed

Where's my buddy I was hanging

Out with yesterday

My friend my friend my friend

It's best you mend your ways

Or you'll end up having no friends

Left that you can bail on

Guess that's just the price you pay