paroles de chanson Off - Benjamin Bates
Do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
And
I
knew
better
than
to
look
in
your
eyes
They
only
pretend
you
would
be
mine
And
oh,
how
you
made
me
believe
You
had
me
caught
in
every
web
that
you
weavedBut
do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
You
could
never
make
eye
contact
Everything
you
got
was
based
off
of
my
contacts
You
a
fraud
but
I'mma
remain
icon-stat
Balenciagas
on
my
boots
with
a
python
strap
You
was
caught
up
in
the
rush
and
you
was
caught
up
in
the
thrill
of
it
You
was
with
me
way
before
I
hit
a
quarter
mil'
in
it
Put
you
in
the
crib
and
you
ain't
never
pay
a
bill
in
it
I
was
killin'
it,
now
you
got
me
poppin'
pills
in
it
I
told
Baby
hit
you,
I
said
this
nigga
buggin'
Cause
I
was
doing
it
for
us,
I
told
'em
fuck
the
public
Couldn't
believe
that
I
was
home
alone,
contemplating
Overdosin',
no
more
coastin',
no
more
toastin'
over
oceans
They
say
you
don't
know
what
you
got
'til
it's
gone
They
say
that
your
darkest
hour
come
before
your
dawn
But
there
was
something
that
I
should've
asked
all
along
I'mma
ask
on
the
song
Do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
And
I
knew
better
than
to
look
in
your
eyes
They
only
pretend
you
would
be
mine
And
oh,
how
you
made
me
believe
You
had
me
caught
in
every
web
that
you
weaved
But
do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
I
just
figured
if
you
saw
me,
if
you
looked
in
my
eyes
You'd
remember
our
connection
and
be
freed
from
the
lies
I
just
figured
I
was
something
that
you
couldn't
replace
But
there
was
just
a
blank
stare
and
I
couldn't
relate
I
just
couldn't
understand
and
I
couldn't
defend
What
we
had,
what
we
shared,
and
I
couldn't
pretend
When
the
tears
roll
down,
it's
like
you
ain't
even
notice
'em
If
you
had
a
heart,
I
was
hoping
that
you
would
show
it
some
What
the
fuck
you
really
telling
me?
What
you
telling
me?
I
could
tell
you
lying,
get
the
fuck
out,
don't
yell
at
me
I
ain't
mean
to
cut
you,
I
ain't
wanna
catch
a
felony
This
ain't
How
To
Be
A
Player,
you
ain't
Bill
Bellamy
They
say
you
don't
know
what
you
got
'til
it's
gone
They
say
that
your
darkest
hour
come
before
your
dawn
But
there
was
something
that
I
should've
asked,
all
along
I'mma
ask
on
the
song
So,
does
she
know
I've
been
in
that
bed
before?
A
thousand
count,
and
not
a
single
thread
of
truth
If
I
was
just
another
girl
Then
I'm
ashamed
to
say
that
I'm
not
over
you
There's
one
thing
I
need
to
know
So,
call
me
when
you're
not
so
busy
just
thinking
of
yourself
Do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
And
I
knew
better
than
to
look
in
your
eyes
They
only
pretend
you
would
be
mine
And
oh,
how
you
made
me
believe
You
had
me
caught
in
every
web
that
you
weaved
But
do
you
ever
think
of
me
when
you
lie?
Lie
down
in
your
bed,
your
bed
of
lies
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