I Know You're Fucking Someone Else
Trust and you'll be trustedSays the liar to the foolLust - so what if you're busted?In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?I don't even believe in tomorrowThe only things that last foreverAre memories and sorrowOut of sight out of mindThe motto of betrayalThe prophets preach to forgive and forgetI'm sorry, but I am unable
You went to L'amour Saturday nightRed nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tightHis tongue down your throatHis hand up your skirtYeah I'm a manBut it still hurts
SlutHookerCunt
I know you're fucking someone else(He knows you're fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mindAnd cum on your breathInserted that diaphragm before you leftPracticing freelance gynecologyWhere there's a womb there's a wayWith you it's for free
SlutYou bloody whoreCunt
I know you're fucking someone else(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Done it beforeSo many timesI refused to learn my lessonGave 'til it hurtI thought it was rightOnly fools make mistakes twice
So I sit homeDrinking aloneEmpty bottle in my handDon't even tryTo sort out the liesIt's worse to try to understand
You make me hate myself
I know you're fucking someone else(He knows you're fucking someone else)