You said goodnight at half past ten, you were tired and ready for bed
And here I am, it's after twelve, and you're on line with her instead.
Tomorrow you'll tell me you went to bed, maybe you'll say you slept
But I know what it was you were really up to, my secret best kept.
For you see I am one step ahead of you, I'll always know what you do
Oh the look on your face when I finally confess, all that I've been up to.
For one day I will finally snap, enough will really mean enough
I'll leave and never grace your door - you're welcome to keep my stuff.
I'm not even sure I'll be sad to leave you, one time I thought I'd break
But there's really only so much even I can be expected to take
Leave all I have here to be with you? I'm not really sure I can
For you're not the person I thought you were, you're a lying, cheating man
