He is handsome, He is great, and He is marvelous

It’s probably my fault because I stayed

Me think I need to set the record straight:

She just a roommate, you and her do not share any sexual encounters?

She just a friend, and oh yeah we do not see one another.

I think I need to get this straight.

She just a friend oh yeah you said that before!

I am number one but you share the bathroom with her.

We talk every day and I hear you say I love you and I need you but where do you put your boots at night time.

I hate to say you’ve done that before you lied and you cheated and I took you back.

I told myself that I wouldn’t go do this again and believe you’re sorry stories.

See I knew that one day you would put me through these terrible life events again.

So as much as I’m blaming you, hating you, no I am still loving you
it’s all on me again I fell into your lies and stories and when you kissed me I forgot you lied.

So it’s probably me again, crying and whining and you are smiling.

It’s probably my fault that I am being hurt by you again.

Probably my fault, I am laying here wishing you would touch me one more time.

Now I am going through this stuff again.

I knew you weren’t gone change I should have wrote down all the terrible moments and never tried to remember your touch.

But I tried it anyway and all I can say is it’s probably my fault.

Hey sweetie is what you said when you called me up on the phone.

I was so eager to feel your touch; I forgot I had scars all over my heart.

It’s my fault you drive home to her is not my house good enough for you but oh yeah my inner walls are all good enough for you.

It’s my fault you wake up in the house with her every morning but you talk to me on the phone right before you go to sleep;

It’s my fault you call me every day and wonder where I am and what am I doing:

It’s my fault you slipped and fell into me and it’s my fault I never moved.

You told me you would right over the other night and I waited and waited and you never showed.

Did she need Pepsi again, or is her mother sick.

Or did the car drive straight home and you fell asleep.

Oh yeah that is my fault again.

You called and said we would spend some time together, I heard all that before.

But something always comes up then you’re gone out the door, a loser called and that you’re gone that is your queue.

I am home alone and you do not answer the phone how wonderful.

Oh yeah I been here before, staring at the walls, wondering why I keep waiting on you.

I told myself that I wouldn’t go do this because I know you are a liar and a cheat.

It’s my fault again, put me through this again.

So much as I am blaming you; I hating you and loving you all at the same time.

It’s all on me; you can’t even look me in the face and tell me why you keep putting me through all this stuff time and time again.