Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Another weekend, oh
I was with my friend at a show
While you were sneaking, oh
You forgot you said you'd drive me home
So took a taxi home, cold and alone
In the dark on my own
So we're not speakin', no
Read between the silence on the phone
[Verse 2]
I'm not the kind of girl that would go flippin' you off
But you're the kind of guy that gives nothin' while takin' it all
You'll be actin' like you don't know what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention while I'm singin' this song
[Verse 3]
Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh
And I said, don't care, but maybe I might
Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh
But yours aren't white, no
I wrote your sorries down
And I crossed them out
A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh
Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines
[Verse 4]
My girl was swipin' through
Funny how she came across you
So she swiped right on you
Didn't think you'd swipe right too
I've had about enough, losin' trust
And there's nothin' left to do
You put a hex on us
And you've got a lot to undo
[Verse 5]
I'm not the kind of girl that would go flippin' you off
But you're the kind of guy that gives nothin' while takin' it all
You'll be actin' like you don't know what you did that was wrong
So I hope you pay attention while I'm singin' this song
[Verse 6]
Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh
And I said, don't care, but maybe I might
Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh
But yours aren't white, no
I wrote your sorries down
And I crossed them out
A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh
Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines
[Verse 7]
So this is it
Your final strike
I've given you chances
You're a lucky guy
Love is pure, it's kerosine
Neither of us are perfect but you're just being mean
So cross my heart
Leave me to die
Stick a needle in my eye
Fool me once
Fool me twice
One more time
Then you've crossed the
[Verse 8]
Line, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh
And I said, don't care, but maybe I might
Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh
But yours aren't white, no
I wrote your sorries down
And I crossed them out
A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh
Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines
Written by: Elizabeth Lowell Boland, Joel Jordan Stouffer, Megan Bülow, Michael Wise, nathan ferraro
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