Sex sheets
Meanwhile in tinseltown(sleeping with people besides me)
At first I wanna doubt it, praying he's made a mistake
But when I think about it all the pieces fall into place
Now that I'm aware I'm noticing little things like a detective dusting for clues in my home
She too protective and scared of me using or even seeing her phone
if she knew I'd check she should'a locked down her texts
If your messages sin lots, put a pin on your inbox
Finding evidence for this accusation is like trying to break my own heart
every new piece of information tears another piece of my world apart
the temptation is
for going mad out my mind ever time that i find that she's banging some guy
Chorus:
There goes my love
She begged me not to leave her
swore they were done
I can't fucking believe her
There goes that liar
telling me she never cheats
Then I realise I've been
sleeping in her sex sheets
Verse:
So when she wakes im pacing the flat with her iPhone clenched in my hand
I ask if I'm the last to know she says "I don't understand"
I read her the text which says "im scared your boyfriend might find out"
I didn't know then but i fucking know now
she's says if i let her walk out of the door right now I'd hate myself in the morning for this
I say "I'm still more than willing to take that risk
'cause the punchline is bitch, better listen this,
you're fucking my mate, you lied to my face, you're taking the piss"
she says I'm looking you in the eyes which proves im telling you the truth
i say "I could look in your eyes 'n say I can fly but I'd still die if I jumped of the roof!"
she doesn't get that I'm implying that she's lying
as an argument is born our relationship is dying
Chorus: There goes my love
She begged me not to leave her
swore they were done
I can't fucking believe her
There goes that liar
telling me she never cheats
Then I realise I've been
sleeping in her sex sheets