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You are so predictable

I can set a watch to you

I can read your face

I know your guilty look

I know when you lie to me

And you act like I’M the joke

 

You’re a backstabbing, painful, romance

I’m not sure why I gave you the chance

You took it for granted and never returned

Any part of this love you burnt

Run your mouth behind closed doors and behind my back

I expected that; you’ve done it before

I wouldn’t expect anything more

 

Lie to me just one more time

I’m begging you to think I’m that blind

I know you better than you know yourself

You’re an impossibly predictable, consistently passive, never proactive, living liar of this Heavenly Hell

 

Let me explain why you won’t win this game

I’ve been through the fire

And come out the other side

Broken, burned and bruised

And you think I’M going to lose?

 

You’ve lost your damned mind

Must be out of your head

Does it hurt to be that brain-dead?

 

Lie to me just one more time

I’m begging you to think I’m that blind

I know you better than you know yourself

You’re an impossibly predictable, consistently passive, never proactive, living liar of this Heavenly Hell

 

You say I’m over reacting

But you leave me questioning

And your actions don’t add up

You say you are here when I find you there

You say you’re with them when you’re with her

 

I’ve seen this before

Right before I walked out the door

Please don’t think that I won’t leave

Your love is like an incurable disease

 

I’m over the lies and over the games

Sick of you thinking I believe your guilty face

I’ve got you on lock or did you forget I know your every breath

You’re suspect to a crime

The one that I have had to serve the time

 

Take your scars, don’t leave them behind

Pick up your baggage cause they’re not mine

Leave the keys and hit the door

I don’t want you anymore

 

Call it a win if that’s what you do

When a woman is this sick of you

Pack your bags and don’t look back

I only have one finger to wish you good luck

 

Please don’t cry because I won’t care

Grow up, be a man and grow a pair

Please don’t act like this came as a shock

You bore me, you kill me, and make me regret

Time I’ve wasted that I’ll never get back

 

Lie to me just one more time

I’m begging you to think I’m that blind

I know you better than you know yourself

You’re an impossibly predictable, consistently passive, never proactive, living liar of this Heavenly Hell