The Other Man

Why would you tell the truth If you could lie Why would you tell the truth If you could lie Because its easy? The truth is cursed? But I've already been lied to And that's the part that hurts You wanna clean slate? I'd like it dirty I'm barely overage And babe your pushin' thirty I'm not naive, I know you're a cheater At least it isn't me Who has to come out and leave her Don't touch my hair Don't take my hand Can't believe you made me The other man, I don't wanna be The other man, I don't wanna be... Lying in my bed awake No worries or regrets Except the smell of you And menthol cigarettes You ask again to wait But I don't stay up late Not for you to tell me how I hesitate