All About You - The Secret Sisters

Well if you call this a life

Why must I spend mine with you?

If the show must go on

Let it go on without you

So sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you

Who’ll tell me those lies

And let me think they’re true, yeah

What am I to do

You want it, I got it too

Though the laughs may be cheap

That’s just 'cause the joke’s about you

I’m so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you

You’re the first to get blamed

Always the last bitch to get paid

Oh, tell me those lies

Let me think they’re true, yeah

I heard one or two

They weren’t about me, they weren’t about her

They were all about you

I may miss you

But missing me just isn’t you

I’m so sick and tired hanging around with dogs

Tell me those lies

Let me think they’re true

I heard one or two, and they weren’t about me, they weren’t about her

They’re all about you, all about you

I’m so sick and tired

What should I do

You want it, want it, want it

You get it, get it, get it

So how come I’m still in love with you?