1st Things 1st

You should get your story straight

Before I start to doubt it'

Cause if you've worn your lipstick off

I want to hear about it

And telling me would be such a breeze

Saying if you want to leave

I think I'm getting the drift

You want some time with your friends

On the night and weekends

You take the time for yourself

Both of us used to spend

Before you make it better

Before you make it worse

First things first

I don't think it's an accident

You treat me like a dummy, hold on, hold on

Well, I've been asking for the truth

At least just tell me something, hold on, hold on

And telling me would be such a breeze

Let me know, don't let me be

It's almost too easy

I'm holding you by the hand

More like the nape of your neck

Why don't you draw up a list

You have to frequently check?

And put some things in order

And lose it in your purse

But first things first

I'm holding you by the hand

More like the nape of your neck

Why don't you draw up a list

You have to frequently check?

And put some things in order

And lose it in your purse

First things first

And all that time with your friends

On every night and weekends

You take the time for yourself

Both of us used to spend

Before you make it better

Before you make it worse

First things first

Things first

Things first

Things first