Cheating

If you're out at the bar and you're drunk with your friends While your girl waits up at home And you see a pretty blonde come walkin' in, and you notice she's all alone You say, what's the hurt in just a little bit of flirtin' And you ask her what she's drinkin' Well, honey, I hate to tell you, that's cheatin' If you ask for her number, and you save it under a completely different name And you think I won't think anythin' of it when you jump at a text from James You can talk, talk, talk to whoever you want, but when you feel the need to delete it Honey, I hate to break it, that's cheatin' You can cry, cry, cry Give me every excuse in the whole dang book Lie, lie, lie But if you have to say it ain't as bad as it looks It is, it was, you did, we're done You want a quick way to get me leavin', that's cheatin' Let me slow this down, let me spell it out I don't care that you didn't kiss her I'll paint it pretty 'cause the whole dang city Knows how much you like pictures We don't live in a world where you can't be friends with girls But the second it becomes a secret Honey, I know you know it, that's cheatin', hm You can cry, cry, cry Give me every excuse in the whole dang world Lie, lie, lie But if you have to say it ain't as bad as it looks It is (it is), it was (it was) You did (you did), we're done (we're so done) You want a quick way to get me leavin', that's cheatin' Anyone with half a brain can see it Oh, that's why you can't see it What you been up to the last few weekends That's cheatin'