Do you know what hurts me more?
To see the pattern of behavior you have. To see those bitches acting like your girlfriends.
Hurts me know the thing you do, because if I know that a behavior exists I know what, so I know how it is, right?
And then I see all the complicity and people seeing the same things you sent to me.
The truth is I feel like sharing my bed with a lot of people.
We all know I saw it, I and you know, don't need to deny it.
Forget about the lame excuses, all the declarations of love, it's not what I need.
I asked for the truth and I guess I'll never have it.