If you're out at the bar

And you're drunk with your friends

While your girl waits up at home

And you see a pretty blonde come walking in, and you notice she's all alone

You say, What's the hurt in just a little bit of flirting?

And you ask her what she's drinking

Well, honey, I hate to tell you

That's cheating

If you ask for her number, and you save it under a completely different name

And you think I won't think anything of it when you jump at a text from James

You can talk, talk, talk

To whoever you want

But when you feel the need to delete it

Honey, I hate to break it

That's cheating

You can cry, cry, cry

Give me every excuse in the whole dang book

Lie, lie, lie

But if you have to say it ain't as bad as it looks

It is

It was

You did

And we're done

You want a quick way to get me leaving?

That's cheating

Let me slow this down

Let me spell it out

I don't care that you didn't kiss her

I'll paint it pretty, 'cause the whole dang city knows how much you like pictures

We don't live in a world where you can't be friends with girls

But the second it becomes a secret

Honey, I know you know it

That's cheating

You can cry, cry, cry

Give me every excuse in the whole dang book

Lie, lie, lie

But if you have to say it ain't as bad as it looks

It is

It was

You did

We're done

You want a quick way to get me leaving?

That's cheating

Anyone with half a brain can see it

Oh, that's why you can't see it

What you've been up to the last few weekends

That's cheating