3 Is a Crowd
I can't swallow the bitter taste you left in my mouth.
And I can't breath with your smell lingering on my. clothes.
Just last night I was laying beside you in your bed.
But tonight I'm all alone and I can't stand myself.
Cause she's sharing your bed tonight.
And tomorrow I'll still call you.
But you'll have nothing to say for yourself.
Do you pretend it's me laying there in the dark? Cuddled up with the wrong girl?
Who you trying to convince?
What are you trying to prove?
When you can't even convince yourself?
My heart breaks again and I'm falling to the floor.
I don't know who I am without you!
I don't know who I've become without you!
And tomorrow I'll still call you.
But you'll tell me she wasn't there.
Do you pretend that this is normal laying her in the dark cuddled up with the right girl?
Who you trying to convince?
What are you trying to prove?
When you can't even convince yourself.
My heart breaks again and I'm falling to the floor.
Cause tomorrow she'll still call you.
And you'll tell her I wasn't there.
Who exactly is the dirty little secret?
With all these blurred lines it's hard to tell.
Copyright © Wyndi Young | Year Posted 2018
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