Create New Playlist

Add a cover pic of your own choice

(Optional)

Name

AI Cover Generator

4 credits

Not enough credits (0/4).

Logout

Are you sure you want to Logout?

Close

Lying, Cheating Son of a Bitch (Female Version) 2 by Tina

SongGPT
Lying, Cheating Son of a Bitch (Female Version) 2 by Tina - Rock music cover art

Lying, Cheating Son of a Bitch (Female Version) 2

Rock

0:004:19
Lyrics
Description
Your lies drip like rain in a cracked tin cup,
Slipped between my fingers while you looked up,
Laid out staring at the ceiling′s cracked a frame, Every word you′s spun was just twisting my name.
A calendar breaks where stories fell through, Like fingerprints smudged on a glass I once knew,
You said I′m the problem, the storm in your eyes, But I′m waiting to find your disguise.
What′s it feel like, wearing guilt like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you′re painfully true.
You′ve turned to coats of red, bare and worn, A shadow lurking where trust is torn.
You′ve preached your pain, but skipped the plea, Kneeling before no altar, but I′m still here.
What′s it feel like, wearing guilt like a cold steel fit?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you′re painfully true.
You′ve preached your pain, but skipped the plea, Kneeling before no altar, but I′m still here.
Silence fills the spaces your words forgot to say, Cold coffee stains marking the pages of yesterday.
What′s it feel like, wearing guilt like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you′re painfully true.
You′ve preached your pain, but skipped the plea, Kneeling before no altar, but I′m still here.
You′ve preached your pain, but skipped the plea, Kneeling before no altar, but I′m still here.
It flies like coins you don′t misread, Empty pockets filled with nothing but deceit.
Porcelain cracked, your innocence a lie, Watch it shatter beneath my watchful eye.
What′s it feel like, wearing guilt like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you′re painfully true.
Cold coffee stains, lost keys and trust erased, I′ve locked the door on your counterfeiting brace.
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, watch me walk away, I′m done with the games you play.
View Top Ai Songs