Early in the morning, just by the break of day
Well that's when my patience went away
She took her bags but she left all her clothes
She took her keys and left me out in the cold

Wearing a plastic coat
And the pressures of life through lack of patience
I get the pressures of her
Patience is a girl that I hate to love the way I do, but I do

She wakes me up in the morning through squeaking in my dreams
She took her bags but she left all her clothes
She took her keys and left me out in the cold
All because of patience

I get the pressures of life through lack of patience
I get the pressures of her
She beat me up and left me out in the pouring rain
Without no keys, without no reason to go back again

She left me empty-handed, she left me empty-hearted
Not no money, not nothing but the blues
All because of patience
I get the pressures of life through lack of patience

I get the pressures of her
She said the one thing that she needs is happiness
I don't believe that she's happy 'til she sees that I'm in distress
No, all because of patience

I get the pressures of life through lack of patience
I get the pressures of her
And I swoon

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Writer(s): BLAIR COWAN, LLOYD COLE