Donnas, The
Gold Medal
Fall Behind Me
I can't believe she bought it
She got to close and she caught it
Had a point but she forgot it
When you skip step on the way up
The steps have a way of catching up
And you can't cover that with make-up
You're gonna fall behind me
You're gonna cry and beg for mercy
Cause You're not ready baby
You got nothing on me
Now that i'm getting to now her
Part of me wants to show her
Who's she's really screwing over
Cause she's got nothing real
Taking everything she can steal
Just like it was her last meal
You're gonna fall behind me
You're gonna cry and beg for mercy
Cause you're not ready baby
You got nothing on me
You got nothing on me
You got nothing on me