Lyrics

Every time we meet Walking up and down the street A freaking night to be adored Coming back for more Thought you were my friends Some things they never, ain't never end Yeah, you call me on the phone Then you came up to my home Asking me for money to spare To ease my pain and despair Set up in me fast The jar hits towards this glass, it's the last Telling lies, lies, lies Never look me in the eye Trouble coming through my door Coming back for more Guess it ain't no surprise You telling me lies, lies, lies I put my best boots on for you And then I shine up my back shoes I ran a comb through my hair I duck a lob behind my ear And then I get a call, you ain't gon' make it all night long Don't you dare Back down on the street I see you dragging your two feet You act like your feet ain't sore I've seen this act many times before I thought you were my friends Some things they never, ain't never end You telling lies, lies, lies Never look me in the eye Trouble coming through my door Coming back for more Guess it ain't no surprise You telling me a lie, lies, lies Tell you a lie
Writer(s): Beth Lee, Chris Duarte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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