Lyric

Goodmorning the bad day for me

You are sleeping next to me

A Sunday morning Birds singing

It must be no problem Tell myself

I trust you

What did you do on this weekend?

Double talk

That's your routine

I just never knowledge for your mistake

You know?

I just play the stopid female

When and where you are and what you are doing with who

I know that

Did you have fun this weekend?

No more lies

Love you speak is thin like paper

No more lies

Speaking love you is mean like ass hole