Someone Else
Now she's having doubts
Probably chickin' out
And I can't help staring at the sticker
While she's talking, on her suitcase
Says I feel left behind
and running out of time
these years have left a mark
and I need time to think it up
I want to tell her that she's lying
I swallow but my mouth is drying
She won't even look me in the face
Because my baby has found
Someone else to spend her time with
She won't hear a word
And everything's a mess again now
She don't know what to do with my broken heart
And now I'm so blue
So what am I to do
With the vinyls that
You're coming to get next month
Maybe I'll burn them up
I raise my hand
It really makes no sense
Once you've left out that door
For me we'll be done for good
Alligator tears flooding her face
You won't trick me, not again
I ain't gonna be your second shoe
Writer/s: Almaviva I.
