I Don'T Believe You

I don't believe you not one little bit. Your story doesn't add up, you weren't even lit. The cappuccino streaks cross your passenger door, indicates to me you weren't at the liquor store. This open relationship has had the door slammed shut, without rhyme or reason, no if and or but. This isn't the first time but it will be the last, That is if I choose to live with you in my past. I should have known when you cheated with me, it wouldn't stop but I couldn't see. They say love is blind I now see that it's true, so my love nevermore will you make me feel blue.