Don't run to me when he's not around Don't come slippin' 'round my door I tried not to see how you're using me We played that little game before
You call me up when he's out of town The next day you treat me like I'm just some hand me down Is that any way for a good girl to act I guess I'll have to face the cold hard facts
Day after day of livin' this a-way Will take a toll on a man And night after night, lie after lie Stringin' me along must be your plan
Well, fools like me they never see That empty feelin' that's in store When the bitter truth sneaks up on you She's headin' home cut out your door.