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