No More Lies
Hey love it's six o'clock in the morning and where the hell have you been?
Oh, I forgot you was hanging out with your male friend.
Come a little closer what is this scent I smell
Beyonce's Heat or Burberry that has you under a spell.
I'm tired of your lies there such a bore,
Pack your clothes and get out cause love don't live here any more.
I set up all night for you, cause you said you would be home by two.
I'm tired of your lies there're such a disgrace
You couldn't tell the truth if it slapped you in the face.
I hope your night was good, and the loving was very deep
You need to call her back cause you need somewhere to sleep.
Don't cry baby, baby, now you should've been thinking with the right head
Before you decided to sleep in another womans bed.
Now you and your lies can be buddies to the end
If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, CALL YOUR MALE FRIEND!
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