Truth Comes Out

None of my friends ever really liked you

And hell mixed with heaven's what you put me through

I probably shoulda listened when they told me


That you ain't no good for a boy like me 


But I guess I tend to like things that ain't no good for me



When the truth comes out 


You don't wanna be around town showing face

Get yourself a reputation that you can't erase

Don't be dialing me on a Saturday night

When the lights turn off, and it's closing time

Girl, you telling lies on me, and we both know that it ain't true

Ya, you got to telling your side, but let's see when the truth comes out