But That's Not Me (исполнитель: by & P.R.I.M.E.R.N.I.Y)
But That’s Not Me [bad word] I came home this evening and nothing felt like how it should be I feel like writing you a letter but that’s not me [x2] Verse One Stepped through the front door, took my coat off and put my bag down 12 hour shift at work, so I’m glad now I’m home Proceed to the kitchen for H2O Saw the back light on so shouted “Honey you home?” Then I heard a whisper, could have sworn it sounded like a Mister Somewhere in my mind I know there is the chance That my wife could be cheating cos she distant And if I could confirm it I would leave her in an instant She in kitchen now she looking all suspicious Reaching for a towel like she just cleaned the dishes Nonetheless I put my arm around her gave her kisses She took a plate of food from in the oven looks delicious She offered me some white wine so I gave the green light But something bout that back door doesn’t seem right It was open just a little so I pushed it And at that very moment heard [bad word] in the bushes So kept looking she saw I wasn’t happy So turned on the radio attempting to distract me I turned and asked her “what could that be?” The neighbour’s cat playing in the back? She said “exactly” But deep down already made my mind up And plus she had the jitters; broke the bottle cleaned the wine up She sweating cos her head is getting wetter Should I make an accusation or just leave and write a letter? [bad word] Verse Two I received a message saying I will meet you at eight on my phone But I realized I’d made a mistake We both got the same phone; I didn’t take the right one Someone is meeting with my wife I think I [bad word] Go, whatever, I’ve gotta find out Cos I’ll be damned if this is going on in my house They probably take me for a jerk but this Jerk is about to take time off work She turns up at lunch time to bring me my phone But also to check on the time I’ll be home I said eleven as usual The voice inside my head is saying can’t you see she’s using you? But my eyes gotta see it If you’re looking for the most naïve my wife’s gotta be it Now it’s like seven thirty And my girly aint got any clue [bad word] home early And I wanna divert me by Thinking maybe what I don’t know won’t hurt me And now my heart is really racing And I’m hesitating cos I’m so afraid of what I’m facing But deep down already made my mind up It’s eight on the button and my times up And my eyes are getting wetter Should I kick down this door or just mail through this letter? [bad word] Outro Verse Stepped through the front door, took my coat off and put my bag down 12 hour shift at work, so I’m glad now I’m home Proceed to the kitchen for H2O Saw the back light on so shouted “Honey you home?” Then I heard a whisper, could have sworn it sounded like a Mister Somewhere in my mind I know there is the chance That my wife could be cheating cos she distant And if I could confirm it I would leave her in an instant [bad word]