You're upstairs with the boyfriend while i'm left here to listen.
I hear you calling his name, i hear the stutter of ignition.
I could hear you whispering as i crept by your door.
So you found some other joker who could please you more.
I'm not angry, i'm not angry anymore.
I'm not angry, i'm not angry anymore.
Ooh, i know what you're doin'.
I know where you've been.
I know where, but i don't care,
'cause there's no such thing as an original sin.
I've got this camera click, click, clickin' in my head.
I got you talking with your hands, got you smiling with your legs.
Spent all my time in a vanity factory,
Wonderin' when they're gonna come and take it all back.
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