All I want to do is lay here
Mayber create another excuse
See myself as someone new
I don't need him or him or that other him
Guys are cheap
They use tricks
They really are just liars
I can still smell last nights colonge
And the taste of his mint breathe
The phone rings again
I feel no need to reply
After all
Guys are cheap
They use tricks
They really are just liars
Throw him to the waste
Strap on those heels
Show them what they can't have
For once play their game
And beat them at it
After all
Guys are cheap
They use tricks
They really are just liars