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Lyrics
So you think you're still
going to fake it
One more guy just to use
and you'll make it
Another chapter in the way
you live your life
All the lies you tell fit
the person you're being
Who are you today and is
he believing
all the crazy shit you've
laid on him?
I guess you finally hit the
big time
With your lies and trickery
Ain't divorce grand where
you stand
In the lap of luxury?
Don't want to hear about
the sorrow
That'll sure be following
you
You had your chance at your
last romance
But you just keep on playing
through
Since you've been gone I'm
picking up the pieces
Putting them together kind
of like a thesis
All coming down to how much
I've been betrayed
Tomorrow comes and I don't
have to worry
I'll find a new lover, I'm
not in a hurry
Until I do I'm so glad I
don't love you
I guess I finally hit the
big time
With no lies or trickery
Just an honest man doing
what he can
For his love and family
I don't have any sorrow
About what I've done or
what I do
Can't stand for lies or
long goodbyes
So I'll just say fuck you
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Behind The Song
On September 18, 2009 I had every reason,
because of past behavior, to call my wife,
Kelley Havel, a liar, cheat, and thief.
Within the next few days, I found out she
took a
credit card out in my name 18 months earlier
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didn't use it until 9 months later
for the sole
purpose to ruin my credit. She lied about
it to
me when the collection agency called saying
it was my son John's account. At the same
time I found out a totally different reality
about
a relationship she had with a guy for
a lot
longer than she's admitted. She grabbed
his
paycheck every week and cheated on him.
Since the divorce proceedings, she has
sold
thousands of dollars of marital assets
which
she had no right to, lied to her lawyer
about
it (he fired her), and moved in with her
new
boyfriend a few months after I left.
She's consistent, that's for sure.
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