Your bed, your lies, your mess.

Can't blame a dude for trying,
Can't blame you for lying.
The games you play,
Make me wanna run away.
But don't call me again,
Don't talk to me anymore.
His sleeping in your bed,
A cheap replacement.
But don't come to my door again.
I don't want you after you've been there,
Don't that.
Oh no.
Never again,
Just so you know.
Relationships aren't built on lies,
You should know that.
I can't stomach the thought
And I don't want to.
I don't have to.
It's sick,
But everyone shows who they really are in the end.
Good luck forgetting,
I hope it haunts your dreams
The truth is fucked up
And can do mess up things.
I'll do my best to always be in the back of your mind.


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