
Kiss and Tell
Maybe I should kiss and tell,
Who cares if it would send you to hell.
You played me cheap, thought I’d stay dumb,
Guess what, love—I’m not the one.
Even your wife deserves the truth,
She’s standing there, still thinks you’re true.
But I’ve seen you—mask off, cold,
You’re not a man, just lies and mould.
Your head’s all twisted, full of spin,
You lost the plot, you let me in.
You know you’re messed up, don’t you, yeah?
Go lie some more—I couldn’t care.
I gave you time, you fed me dirt,
You called it love, I called it hurt.
You smile like nothing’s come undone.
You’re not a player. You’re just a con.
You wanted quiet, you got noise,
You wanted games, I’m done with boys.
So run back home, go play pretend,
You’re not a loss—you’re just the end.
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