The way I feel inside you did not see The hurt and pain, but still you keep the remedy You laugh at me when your with your friends In private you want to hold my hand Your friend Tony watches me as I walk by When you go out you continue to lie You smell just like her In private your words become a blur Your not home 7 nights in a row You ask me why I scream and fuss, actin’ like you don’t know I heard her voice on the machine, it’s becoming clear In private you want to be a king drinking whine and beer I found her bra in my drawer last night When you come home late why do you bother to turn on the light Cheating, creeping, it’s taking its toll In private your claming that your just cold I met her today, she was looking for you How many days were you gone now 1 or 2 Oh, by the way did I tell you Tony stopped by In private he was my kind of guyBirth sign: Cancer
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