Friday is when you left me so I drank myself to sleep,
Sunday is when I wake up, not to remember a thing.
My friends all say the same thing,
I don't know my new girl too well, and I know,
that all this lying gets to me,
And no one seems to give a shit,
The way she talks to every guy in the bar,
I guess it should have raised some kind of alarm,
Who'd ever think I'd go and end up,
like all the other guys that you gone and fucked.
Well it ain't no surprise, that you'd turn me on and leave,
It ain't no surprise, that you'd turn it around on me,
I don't know why, you won't give me what I need,
It ain't no surprise, whoa that that bitch is leaving me.
My friends are mean to me,They say I don't break up too well,
And they know that all this crying gets to me,
And no one seems to give a shit,
I know you want to so go on and say it,
Just go on and say it.
Just go on and say it.
Well it ain't no surprise, that you'd turn me on and leave,
It ain't no surprise, that you'd turn it around on me,
I don't know why, you won't give me what I need,It ain't no surprise, whoa that that bitch is leaving me.
Friday is when you left me, so I drank myself to sleep,
Sunday I never woke up.
Well it ain't no surprise, that you'd turn me on and leave,
It ain't no surprise, that you'd turn it around on me,
I don't know why, you won't give me what I need,
It ain't no surprise, whoa that that bitch is leaving me,
Whoa that that bitch is leaving me.
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