| Callin out your lover
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| Been callin out his name
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| He’s been hidin, He’s been hidin
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| There’s only him to blame
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| Callin out your lover
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| He couldn’t tell it to your face
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| He’s been lyin, He’s been lyin
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| Too fucked up by the pain
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| Once upon a time
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| You met him on a summer’s night
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| Stomach full of butterflies
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| Dressed in your best jeans
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| By the end of the next week
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| You would have hit it up a hundred times
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| Sex in them bed sheets
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| Now your singin lullabies
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| And your blessed with a little girl
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| And in your eyes she’s beautiful
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| True to form, She rules your world
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| Don’t ever say it wasn’t worth it
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| But you’ve been seeing him for 5 years
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| And you can see it in his eyes yeah
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| And I can tell you’ve thought about it
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| Give me an idea
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| From the stories that i hear
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| Of course you doubt him
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| You mourn the sound when
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| He says he isn’t headed home
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| You can hear that fake voice break through the telephone
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| His alibis don’t hide his life on the side
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| You try to have faith but you’ll never know
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| Break down
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| Pull yourself out of this state dear
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| Acknowledge he was a fake dear
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| From there on you might just grow
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| Throw it all away
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| When did it all turn sour
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| Safe to say that now he’s underneath your skin
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| While you cower in the corner with no power left within
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| But you’re his lover
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| Even though you know he’ll never love ya
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| You suffer just being his insignificant other
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| Lipstick that’s smeared across his collar
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| His best kept secret that’s hidden under covers
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| Confide in your mother
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| Nursing a broken heart
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| Alone in the dark clutching at his photograph
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| When it comes to emotions you close them shut
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| Because he might just leave if you open up
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| And it hurts so bad
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| Think you’re gonna go mad
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| Contemplating the things that you don’t have
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| And you feel so sad
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| When he leaves that you reach for the prozac, Yeah
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| And now he’s standing at your gate
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| And he be acting strange
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| It’s sad to say
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| But girl you have to face it
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| Pack them bags that you’ve had stashed away
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| It’s a tragic way to end it
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| But if he can’t even pay attention
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| And if he can’t even make the effort
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| It’s way to late to save
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| Its a cold world no man’s safe from
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| You got soul girl
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| Don’t let no man take none
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| Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhhooooo Too fucked up by the pain
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| Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhhooooo |