Single as Hell

When they asked what you'd do
If I bedded your friend
You said you'd have me back

If I could make you understand
But when you did it to me
You said you had no problem
Justifying, but I'm still crying

When we make love, do we really want to fight?
When we're open, do we really need to hide?
I hate it when you mention other men
But I mention other women all the time

Heavens, with our double standards we'll be single as hell

We've been through so much, but we're still here
This thing survived, so did the fear
I learn the new games as quickly as you change the rules

When we make love, do we really want to fight?
When we're open, do we really need to hide?
I hate it when you mention other men
But I mention other women all the time

Heavens, with our double standards we'll be single as hell

When we make love, do we really want to fight?