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Cheryl - Boys Lie Lyrics

Boys Lie Lyrics[Intro]
Give it to me (Give it to me)

[Verse 1]
He's with his boys, you took his word
But something else, is what you heard
What you gon', what you gon' do now?
Now that it's finally all coming it out, yeah
You see his face, you read his eyes
But you heard his alibi one too many times
Starting to figure it all out
Every single word coming out of this boy's mouth
Was a lie
[Chorus]
Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell you but
Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell ya, tell ya, tell ya
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa

[Verse 2]
Come on now
You know he's running game
Can't believe a word he says
Girl, what a shame
Ready to cuss him the fuck out
Might as well move all of his stuff in the doghouse
What a lame
Wouldn't answer his phone
I guess you should've known
When he sent you a text instead of calling home
Tried every trick in the damn book
What are you supposed to be dumber than he looks
I'll explain
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Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell you but
Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell ya, tell ya, tell ya
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa

[Bridge]
You're so much of a liar
You're so much of a liar
You're so much of a liar
You're so much of a liar
You're so much of a liar
You're so much of a liar
You, you're a liar, liar (Liar)
You, you're a liar, liar (Liar)
You, you're a liar, liar (Liar)
B-b-b-boys, boys lie

[Chorus]
Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell you but
Boys lie, and somewhere a good girl cries, cries, cries
I hate to tell you but
Boys lie, ain't no need in being surprised
I really hate to tell ya, tell ya, tell