how could you put her there, when i was there last night?
bet she doesn't know that just before, i was your whore.
did you tell her she was your first? darling, lying makes it worse.
your filthy bed is made up of the many times you've lied
how many were in your bed after me?
they don't know i exist, and that's how you want to keep it.
how could you keep on going, knowing it's dirtier by the second
thinking you'll never get caught
you're so fucking distraught
your filthy bed are full of whores tonight
your filthy bed is made up of the many times you've lied
how many were in your bed after me?
they don't know i exist, and that's how you want to keep it.