Note to Self

Money don't make you rich

Wind up in an empty ditch

Pockets still fat with cash

Now tell me how you handle that

When you are dead now

Who's gonna pull up?

Burnt all your bridges

No one to show up

I give advice, so just take it

If you're gonna make something, make it

Don't hesitate it

Not complicated

I've seen lights fall from sight, so many faded

Wrote it in a note to self

Coulda been a note to self

Musta been a note to self

Found it in a note to self

Flowers don't mean he loves you

Troubles are not something you run to

Hurts you almost every day

How did you let it get that way?

There's no more talking

Your mind stays fed up

He comes back walking

You always let up

I give advice, so just take it

If you're gonna make something, make it

Don't hesitate it

Not complicated

I've seen lights fall from sight, so many faded

Wrote it in a note to self

Coulda been a note to self

Musta been a note to self

Found it in a note to self

Wrote it in a note to self

Coulda been a note to self

Musta been a note to self

Found it in a note to self