Have you ever, ever got caught?
Talkin' blood red-handed
Damn, I ain't as smooth as I thought (Type shit)
Talkin' each and every single lie
Every one that you told played out on the phone that she found in your bag
And a couple of graphic videos (Oh no)
She saw it all
She saw things she can't unsee (No way that I)
Could deny that it was me, it was me

So now I'm drinking a little more frequent, smoking a little more lately
I kept two million secrets, she got every reason to hate me
'Cause I played with her heart
She got every reason to hate me
And it's tearing me apart
'Cause she got every reason
So now I'm drinking a little more frequent, smoking a little more lately
I kept two million secrets, she got every reason to hate me
I don't blame you for hating me
She got every reason to hate me
I don't blame you for hating me