Hotel Lover
I still sing about her
Something tells me you kept your clothes off when I left for work
The Tinder notification made it hurt worse
When you cried in my arms and said, "I'd never do that to you"
It's the way that you said you weren't with someone new
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
And I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
But unfortunately, I still sing about her
Something tells me that I was the only one ever in love
You said, "This isn't a romance movie", speaking thereof
How ironic now that you're married
It seems that your truth varies
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
Well, I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
But unfortunately, I still sing about her
Whoa, whoa
Why can't I just get an answer?
'Cause I know, I know
That your lies they grow just like a cancer
Whoa
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
And I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
I hope I can forget her and her fucking hotel lover
Something tells me you kept your clothes off when I left for work
The Tinder notification made it hurt worse
When you cried in my arms and said, "I'd never do that to you"
It's the way that you said you weren't with someone new
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
And I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
But unfortunately, I still sing about her
Something tells me that I was the only one ever in love
You said, "This isn't a romance movie", speaking thereof
How ironic now that you're married
It seems that your truth varies
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
Well, I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
But unfortunately, I still sing about her
Whoa, whoa
Why can't I just get an answer?
'Cause I know, I know
That your lies they grow just like a cancer
Whoa
And three weeks later, there's a ring on your finger
Is it obvious that my feelings still linger?
And I just wanna hate her, and everything about her
I hope I can forget her and her fucking hotel lover
Credits
Writer(s): Aryn Ricardo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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