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My mind makes me blind to what it is I see.
It puts 2 & 2 together and insists it’s three.

It sends images to my brain of what it’s really about.
Then it cuts and edits a lot of stuff out.

I’m in a bind, nose to the grind everyday.
And every time can’t see a dime from my pay.

2 & 2 is really 3 or I blew it.
And this present situation makes me stupid.

Haven’t touched her for a while
Baby daddy is on speed dial.

What’s going on that I can’t see?
Oh! I forgot 2 & 2 is 3.

Tracks every dime of mine until spending is through.
What she does with hers I haven’t a clue.

I start to wonder what’s that about?
But it cuts and edits a lot of stuff out.

I’m kinda fed up, can’t take no more.
I just should get up and head for the door.

And take a look at what my mind won’t let me see.
And figure out why 2 and 2 equal 3.

All the thing s she’s not telling me.
Why am I so blind to what I see?

Speaks to her baby daddy frequently.
Oh! What can 2 & 2 be?

What is happening with the money?
Something happening, the money’s funny.

Don’t know what the solution can be.
Since I can’t figure pass 3.

This is my rut I can’t blame her.
Got to get off my but and find a cure.

I’ll put 3 away each pay.
And when it adds up I’ll walk away.

When asked why I walked out that door?
I’ll say because 2 & 2 is 4.

Robert Barber 08