Off - Benjamin Bates

Do you ever think of me when you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

And I knew better than to look in your eyes

They only pretend you would be mine

And oh, how you made me believe

You had me caught in every web that you weavedBut do you ever think of me when

you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

You could never make eye contact

Everything you got was based off of my contacts

You a fraud but I’mma remain icon-stat

Balenciagas on my boots with a python strap

You was caught up in the rush and you was caught up in the thrill of it

You was with me way before I hit a quarter mil' in it

Put you in the crib and you ain’t never pay a bill in it

I was killin' it, now you got me poppin' pills in it

I told Baby hit you, I said this nigga buggin'

Cause I was doing it for us, I told 'em fuck the public

Couldn’t believe that I was home alone, contemplating

Overdosin', no more coastin', no more toastin' over oceans

They say you don’t know what you got 'til it’s gone

They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn

But there was something that I should’ve asked all along

I’mma ask on the song

Do you ever think of me when you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

And I knew better than to look in your eyes

They only pretend you would be mine

And oh, how you made me believe

You had me caught in every web that you weaved

But do you ever think of me when you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

I just figured if you saw me, if you looked in my eyes

You’d remember our connection and be freed from the lies

I just figured I was something that you couldn’t replace

But there was just a blank stare and I couldn’t relate

I just couldn’t understand and I couldn’t defend

What we had, what we shared, and I couldn’t pretend

When the tears roll down, it’s like you ain’t even notice 'em

If you had a heart, I was hoping that you would show it some

What the fuck you really telling me?

What you telling me?

I could tell you lying, get the fuck out, don’t yell at me

I ain’t mean to cut you, I ain’t wanna catch a felony

This ain’t How To Be A Player, you ain’t Bill Bellamy

They say you don’t know what you got 'til it’s gone

They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn

But there was something that I should’ve asked, all along

I’mma ask on the song

So, does she know I’ve been in that bed before?

A thousand count, and not a single thread of truth

If I was just another girl

Then I’m ashamed to say that I’m not over you

There’s one thing I need to know

So, call me when you’re not so busy just thinking of yourself

Do you ever think of me when you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

And I knew better than to look in your eyes

They only pretend you would be mine

And oh, how you made me believe

You had me caught in every web that you weaved

But do you ever think of me when you lie?

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies