I sit patiently by the phone
Wasting my night at home
But, he said he would call
For this lie I always fall
Deep inside of me I know that
He is deep inside some girl he met that night
I turn a blind eye
So as to not start a fight
With your lies I conceal my eyes
And with each excuse
I buy...
Stock in your fakeness
Excusing your lateness...
In calling me back
Oh you don't like what I'm saying
Well, excuse me for my frankness
But the truth is that your fakeness...
Is transparent
This I know because it is very apparent
And where were you to be exact?
When I realized this fact
Oh yeah, I remember
You were hitting that....
Broad from across the street
The one that you always beat
But me you beat
Not in a sexual sense
But a physical sense
Are you following me?
Or should I dumb it down so you can see?
I see beyond your perfectly manicured exterior
What I see is scarier
I see the real you that lies inside
And I think that you should know
That I've opened my eyes and realized