My friday evey week

Friday night the weekend begins,
Its time for him to be unfaithful again,

"Good bye Babes, Ill be late"
Inside I know he's going on a date.

A kiss on the cheek,
and of he goes,
Sleeping around with a girl he barely know,

I take a deep breath,
I know he knows,
What can I do were already 2 close,

I think to myself how does he not pain,
I could never do the same,

I lie on my bed with my cell phone and wait,
Living in denial I hope he's with his mates,

My phone rings ders silence again,
Why do girls steal taken men.

"Hey babes his guilty voice says"
"don't wait up I'm still out With my friends"

I cut the call and try to sleep.
Cause this is gonna be my Friday every week.