Twisted - Alex Who?

So, you think you found yourself another mister right

The perfect guy to keep you warm at night

But what you don't know is he got one on the side

For every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday night

You don't know it and it's such a shame

That by Friday he's forgotten all their names

He's never lying when he says he's working late

He's working hard to get those dresses off his dates

But you can dry your eyes my love

Darling, you're not to blame

'Cause, in the end, they arе all the same, all the samе

Oh, why must it be this way?

Can't believe anything they say

When nobody shows their face

In this twisted little game we play

Why must it be this way?

In the end, it's a cruel charade

It's our own hearts that we betray

In this twisted little game we play

So, you think you found yourself an angel in disguise

You swear you see it when you look into her eyes

But the truth is that you're blind to all her lies

You really think that all she wants is a nice guy

I'm not saying that that's not completely true

But what you don't know is that she's got a few

You're one of many, yeah I hate to break the news

But tell me where you think she got those Jimmy Choo's?

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But you can dry your eyes my love

Darling, you're not to blame

'Cause, in the end, they are all the same, all the same

Oh, why must it be this way?

Can't believe anything they say

When nobody shows their face

In this twisted little game we play

Why must it be this way?

In the end, it's a cruel charade

It's our own hearts that we betray

In this twisted little game we play

Everyone's so damn fake

Everyone's so afraid

So don't let them change your way

Oh, why must it be this way?

Can't believe anything they say

When nobody shows their face

In this twisted little game we play

Why must it be this way?

In the end, it's a cruel charade

It's our own hearts that we betray

In this twisted little game we play

Oh, why must it be this way?

Can't believe anything they say

When nobody shows their face

In this twisted little game we play

Why must it be this way?

In the end, it's a cruel charade

It's our own hearts that we betray

In this twisted little game we play