
Let me paint this picture for you baby. You spend your nights alone. And he never comes home
And every time you call 'em. All you get is a busy tone. I heard you found out that he's doing to you. What you did to me, ain't that the way it goes? When you cheated girl, my heart bleeded girl. So it goes without saying "imagine let me feeling hurt". Just a classic case, it's a sce-sce-scenario. Tale is oldest time, girl you got what you deserved. And now you want somebody to cure the lonely nights. You wished you had somebody that can come and make it right. Well girl I ain't somebody and not a sympathy (see, see).
What goes around, comes back around
I thought I told ya, hey eyyy. I should've known better when you came around. That you were gonna make me cry. It's breaking my heart to watch you run around. Cause I know that you're living a lie. But that's okay baby cause in time you'll find... What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around.

No comments:
Post a Comment