I ask you not to lie to me as the knife is already firmly planted in my back
I know the truth, but i want to hear you say it
Tell me there’s someone else,
That you’ve been with her but still come home to me afterwards
Tell me that someone else has touched you
In the ways that i have
Tell me that you think of her
When you **** me
Tell me that you don’t love me anymore
And that you haven’t for a while now
Tell me tell me tell me
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 12:04 AM UTC
I ask you not to lie to me as the knife is already firmly planted in my back
I know the truth, but i want to hear you say it
Tell me there’s someone else,
That you’ve been with her but still come home to me afterwards
Tell me that someone else has touched you
In the ways that i have
Tell me that you think of her
When you **** me
Tell me that you don’t love me anymore
And that you haven’t for a while now
Tell me tell me tell me
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