Deadlines

Simple subtractions to save time
You guys ain’t fitting in my plans anymore
I think my territory, is sealed and locked and forbidden
For now life kind of suits me well
There’s this fragrance of victory I still smell
The most beautiful night was when your so-called fame said goodbye
And the best thing of this all
Is that I can’t see you, I’m too tall for you
You are no one, no one, just a wilted flower in the weeds
And all you girls, with your bad attitude
Are realizing I’m a certitude
I’ll have a laugh and enjoy my glass of wine
When you’re the ones missing all your deadlines