Shirley Jackson Socan 2006
I kept knocking on some door
You’d say come back later, maybe after four.
Maybe their right and maybe they know,
It’s time I started letting you go.
All my friends say get over you
But it’s not that easy when you’re stuck like glue.
Maybe their right and maybe I’m wrong
Baby you’ve been leading me on.
Every time you come around you introduce
Some lame, phony, invalid excuse.
Don’t get me wrong, don’t make a mistake
I won’t be falling for another heartache.
I’ve been told you’ve been messin’ around
With every other girl in town.
Maybe it’s true and maybe they’re lies
But Honey I don’t compromise.