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Let me paint this picture for you baby
You spend your nights alone
And he never comes home
And every time you call 'em
All you get is a busy tone
I heard you found out that he's doing to you
What you did to me, ain't that the way it goes?
When you cheated girl, my heart bleeded girl
So it goes without saying "imagine let me feeling hurt"
Just a classic case, it's a sce-sce-scenario
Tale is oldest time, girl you got what you deserved
And now you want somebody to cure the lonely nights
You wished you had somebody that can come and make it right
Well girl I ain't somebody and not a sympathy (see, see)

What goes around, comes back around