She's a pretty little liar
Pretty two-timer
Breaking my heart
And now hearts on fire
I don't know why you like treating me so bad
I called you up
Last night on the telephone
And your momma told me
That you weren't home
So I thought I'd take a little ride on by your house
The car outside
Wasn't mine so I decided
What the hell, so I keep on driving
For a little while just to think awhile
I call you up - I call you out
We break up and then we start making out
My a pretty little liar
Just a pretty little liar
Another day
I'm stuck here in this town
And everybody knows that I'm just your clown
Like a little dog I follow you around
Its kinda sad
Kinda bad, but I suggest
And I'd like to think I'm not like the rest
Still all you ever do is put me down
I call you up
I call you out
We break up and then we start getting down
She's a pretty little liar
My pretty little liar
I call you up, I call you out
We break up and then we start making out
She's a pretty little liar