The One You Go Home To - Chris Shiflett

How is it that you make me

Keep walkin' out the door

I leave my wife and children

Even though I swore

The last time was the last time

I’d risk it all for you

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

You’re a liar, you’re a cheat

You’re a lover, just what I need

We’re both so damn good at bein' untrue

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

Don’t come askin' questions, oh, 'cause we’re not here to talk

If you get to feelin' guilty, well, you’re gonna get us caught

And that poor woman of yours, oh, she ain’t got a clue

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

You’re a liar, you’re a cheat

You’re a lover, just what I need

We’re both so damn good at bein' untrue

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

I bet he don’t know to wonder, «Where is it you go?»

That poor ol' gal

She probably just sittin' up, waitin' on you

While dinner is sittin' on the stove

You should feel like a asshole

While we’re wettin' cheap bedsheets

Soaked with me and you

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

You’re a liar, you’re a cheat

You’re a lover, just what I need

We’re both so damn good at bein' untrue

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

Thank God, I’m not the one you go home to

Did you lose the key?

Where’s the damn key to the room?

Goddamn it woman, quit hollerin' at me

Is the room closed or what?