Why You a Liar
WHY YOU A LIAR? [Verse 1] “Check the fucking dates”—I checked ’em twice. Does an older message make the words alright? “Hook a brother up,” then “Yeah, I’m in,” But I’m the problem for asking what you meant. “Can’t go home, the wife is there”— I read that line from my fucking chair. You say you want me for the rest of your life, Then talk like you’re stuck with somebody’s wife. [Pre-Chorus] You say, “Just words,” like words don’t count, Then scream when I read yours out loud. I didn’t write them. Don’t blame me. Tell me what the fuck they’re supposed to mean. [Chorus] Why you a liar? Why you so cruel? Why say you love me, then make me the fool? Want me in your bed, won’t stand by my side, Tell me I’m your world, then wish me out your life. Fuck your “forever” if this is what it means— Me crying in the house while you curse at me. You want me to trust you? Give me something true. I’m tired of doing all the believing for two. [Verse 2] Twenty thousand down, and the bills still come, You ask what I can pay like that fixes the sum. I’m looking for a way we can both survive, You won’t even tell me if you want this life. Three cats and a dog—where am I supposed to go? You know I’ve got no place. You fucking know. I’m asking for a plan, you’re picking a fight, We can’t pay what we owe with “It’ll be alright.” [Pre-Chorus] Call me ugly, then reach for my skin. How do you think I let you back in? You can’t spit those words in my face Then want my body to forget the whole day. [Chorus] Why you a liar? Why you so cruel? Why say you love me, then make me the fool? Want me in your bed, won’t stand by my side, Tell me I’m your world, then wish me out your life. Fuck your “forever” if this is what it means— Me crying in the house while you curse at me. You want me to trust you? Give me something true. I’m tired of doing all the believing for two. [Bridge — stripped back] And the fucked-up part? I still wanted us. Even after all of this, I wanted someone I could trust. I wasn’t asking for another man. I was asking you to take my hand. Sit at the table. Turn off your phone. Tell me if I’m fighting for this marriage alone. You say I hate you— You don’t have a clue. I hate that I still reach For the man I thought was you. [Final Chorus] Why you a liar? Look me in the face. Don’t bring up my worst to make yours go away. I can own my shit—can you own yours? Or is every hard question another slammed door? I didn’t need perfect. I needed you here. Not another “I love you” followed by fear. You keep saying you want me— Then fucking decide. You can’t keep a wife You won’t stand beside. [Outro] “I love you.” “I can’t stand you.” Both came from you. Which one am I supposed To build my life around?
