Running Out Of Lies

I'm tired of lying, peeping and hiding
And low class places
Oh I'm so tired, baby

I'm tired of worrying, whenever I come home late
With my lipstick, oh its off my face, yeah

You can rest assured my man's no fool
He can tell I been loving you
Stealing your love is getting harder and harder
The excuses I been giving just won't hold water

I'm running out of lies, lies, lies
Getting hard to think of an alibi
Lies, lies, lies
Getting hard to think of an alibi

Please say goodbye

I've got too many alibis Oh yes I do

Well I'm spreading, spreading myself a little too thin
Trying to do the job, yeah, of too many women

You can rest assured my man's no fool
He can tell just as good I been loving you
Stealing your love is getting harder and harder
The excuses I been giving just won't hold water

I'm running out of lies, lies, lies
Getting hard to think of an alibi
Running out of lies Getting hard to think of an alibi

My man ain't no fool, He can tell
He can tell just as good that I been out with somebody else, oh yes he can
You know a lot of times I don't wanna talk about it
I try, I try to get it off of my mind
But then my conscience, you know everybody got a conscience
My conscience get to bothering me
And when I try to go to sleep at night
Seem like to me I can hear my conscience say "Etta you oughta be ashamed of yourself you know you got a good man and you oughta treat him right"
I made a deal with my conscience That if my conscience didn't bother me I sure wouldn't bother my conscience But every now and then it comes around to me and tells me "Etta you know you been wrong, yes you have"
A lot of women out there been wrong
You oughta go to your man and tell him baby oh I'm sorry for taking you through all of these changes. I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry that I did you wrong. I'm sorry that I broke your heart baby

And it seem like to me I'm running out of lies It's getting hard to think of an alibi

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