Late Nights

I'm fresh out of, a sticky situation And no I don't like to dwell But he knows I hate him Oh, I gave him, a thousand and one chances, but I know he doesn't bother, he took me for granted I've been spending late nights in the high rises, with the boys And I don't mind if he fantasizes about what could have been but ohhh My friends say they sit their contemplating They ask me how I stayed, how I had the patience, 'cause Oh, I gave him a thousand and one chances But I know he doesn't matter, I know his advances I've been spending late nights in the high rises, with the boys And I don't mind if he fantasizes about what could have been but, oh Oh-oh-um, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-yeah, yeah (I guess I'll never know) I'm fresh out of a sticky situation And though I don't like to dwell But he knows I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him, so So quick to replace him, no No, I never want to face him, gone I had to erase it, oh No more, no more No more, no more Oh, had to let him go I couldn't take no more, no more (no more) See I've been spending late nights in the high rises, with the boys And I don't mind if he fantasizes I guess I'll never know, no, no I guess I'll never know, no, no baby