Anymore,
Scream in ur face,
Throw a vase on the floor,
They let u think when u're Lyon they're believein',
Even tho they know that it ain't true,
They smile and nod and let u think they have faith in u,
And no matter what u did u can bet,
She ain't leavin'
Cuz the first chance that she gets,
She'll get even,
She's gonna getcha where it hurts,
Somewhere in public,
Even church ain't exempt,
She ain't gonna care who's she's with,
Or where she's seen,
Cuz a woman is a very special kind of machine,
In the year 2000 and 14,
She ain't into making a scene,
Cuz she'll get even
Time have changed from being demur,
From doing everything that the man tells her,
She's into doing just what the hell,
She wants to,
And if her man is runnin round every night,
She ain't really the kind to start a fight,
She'll put it in her memory bank for safe keeping,
Till a weekend with her "girls"
Turns into all next week,
With lots of naughty secrets for her 2 keep,
U'll be thinking the worst,
But the details,
She ain't leakin'
What happens with the girls,
Stays with the girls,
But u can bet,
She got even...
Next time u're out with the guys,
And doin things that require lies,
When u go home and look her in the eyes,
And she seems to be taking it better than u thought she would,
Remember she ain't gettin mad,
Cuz
She'll get even
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