Lyin Bout Who U Sleep With
So this is my life
Got no career, no money or wife, oh yeah
This is all that is left
Just these demos that were sat on my shelf, oh yeah
You may think "what have I done?"
And I suppose I was your only son, oh yeah
But don't shed a tear
But just keep laughing if that's how you feel, oh yeah
Does this song make you cringe?
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
Are you cringing right now?
What comes into your mind when you listen to this?
Tell me now
Don't listen with your wife
And if you do, use all of your front and your guile
Don't sweat and just give her a smile
Then switch it over to Radio 5
Keep your cool
'Cause you're living a lie, well
Well, I guess we all want a piece of the pie, oh yeah
Does this song make you cringe?
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
We're all just monkeys on this rock, oh
Who can you trust?
You taped all my calls
But my tapes aren't as good as yours
You tried to hack me to death
For a crime that I didn't commit, oh no
So I cooked up some tunes
And that became Little Kix, but you
It took me four years
And no, the tunes weren't fucking nicked and no
You poisoned my food
While you were lying who was lying in your room?
I hope this song makes you cringe
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
Got no career, no money or wife, oh yeah
This is all that is left
Just these demos that were sat on my shelf, oh yeah
You may think "what have I done?"
And I suppose I was your only son, oh yeah
But don't shed a tear
But just keep laughing if that's how you feel, oh yeah
Does this song make you cringe?
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
Are you cringing right now?
What comes into your mind when you listen to this?
Tell me now
Don't listen with your wife
And if you do, use all of your front and your guile
Don't sweat and just give her a smile
Then switch it over to Radio 5
Keep your cool
'Cause you're living a lie, well
Well, I guess we all want a piece of the pie, oh yeah
Does this song make you cringe?
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
We're all just monkeys on this rock, oh
Who can you trust?
You taped all my calls
But my tapes aren't as good as yours
You tried to hack me to death
For a crime that I didn't commit, oh no
So I cooked up some tunes
And that became Little Kix, but you
It took me four years
And no, the tunes weren't fucking nicked and no
You poisoned my food
While you were lying who was lying in your room?
I hope this song makes you cringe
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
We've ridden our luck
You're as guilty as me
I bet you made it all up
So does this song make you cringe?
'Cause you're lying 'bout who you sleep with
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
At the end of the day
Just let there be love
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Edward Draper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Everyone Becomes a Problem Eventually EP
- Cult Leader Tactics (Deluxe Edition)
- Cult Leader Tactics
- You've Got No Life Skills, Baby!
- YOU'VE GOT NO LIFE SKILLS, BABY! (single edit) - Single
- Omega Man (feat. Steven Wilson) [Radio Edit]
- Cult Leader Tactics (Edit)
- EP Three
- Jealousy is a Powerful Emotion – EP
- Live at Scala
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