Well if you call this a life why must I spend it with you? If the show must go on, let it go on without you. So sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you. Who'll tell me those lies and let me think they're true? That am I to do, you want it, I got it too. Though the lies might be true, that's just cause the joke's about you. I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you; you're the first to get blamed, always the last bitch to get paid.
Oh, tell me those lies, let me think they're true, I heard one or two. They weren't about me, they weren't about her, they were all about you.
I may miss you but missing me just isn't you. I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you. Tell me those lies, let me think they're true, I heard one or two, and they weren't about me, they weren't about her. They're all about you; I’m so sick and tired. What should I do? You want it; you get it... so how come I'm still in love with you?