This the truth? Tell me lies, it make a different you A different version, one that has one purpose Keep em round me lurkin, that shit hurted Close the curtains show is over but I’m not over you This the truth. Tell me lies, tell me more, you leaving clues by missing cues How you go from cute To a maniac, who can’t relax I ain’t taken that, all that shit ain’t no way to take it back This the truth Tell me baby, it this you? Riding round, with someone who isn’t me, History, better wash with listerine before kissing me, Please don’t tell me that you sucked his dick But you prolly did, which one out of all the hims? The lights go dim Then go on another bend This the truth? Or am I missing cues? Or is it karma who made me pay my dues