From: Catch & Release - Matt Simons - 2016

You come home in what seems like forever

I catch you sporting raised tail-feathers

I ain’t stupid I can put four together

There’s something going on in here

 

You act like we don’t have trouble

I take pleasure in bursting your bubble

I know exactly where you been crossing double

The lines have been drawn crystal clear

 

How could you do me so wrong

How could you do me so wrong

So think about

All of the ways I have slaved for you

The home that I made for you

 

Well, I ain’t coming home again

This time tomorrow I will be gone and

You can cry all you want

I’m already over you

 

You say that you don’t have another

You tell me I’m your one only lover

Well, I did me some work undercover and

Found out what you’ve done and where

 

I found fault with the things that you said to me

I take salt with the shit that you fed to me

By now, you are already dead to me

Dead to me, dead to me, dead to me

 

How could you do me so wrong

How could you do me so wrong

 

So think about

All of the ways I have slaved for you

The home that I made for you

Well, I ain’t coming home again

This time tomorrow I will be gone and

You can cry all you want

I’m already over you

 

It made its way about town

That you’ve been fooling around

And made its way back to me

Woah oh oh oh

How could you be so unkind

How could I be so blind

To not have seen this immediately

 

So think about

All of the ways I have slaved for you

The home that I made for you

Well, I ain’t coming home again

This time tomorrow I will be gone and

You can cry all you want

I’m already over

I’m already over

I’m already over you