I Know You're Fucking Someone Else Songtext
von Type O Negative

(You suck, you suck, you suck...)
Hey, (incomprehensible)
Wake up stupid and turn that shit off
Yeah, you say we suck
But you paid fifteen dollars
Fifteen American dollars
To get in here
And we′re getting paid
Paid for this shit
And who's the real asshole here?

(One, two, one, two, three, ahhhh)

(Let′s get this over with)
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust - so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain′t no rules, no rules


Do you believe in forever?
I don′t even believe in tomorrow
Now the only stuff are served
The memories and free and only - sorrow

Ahhhhhh
Hickey

All right

I'm gonna sing a little song for you now so listen up
I′m in a mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Funny, but when you′re near me
Well, I'm in the mood for love
Ha-ha, yeah fuck you too

Ohh, out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
Prophets preach - forgive and forget
I′m sorry, but I am unable, unable

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Ain't you think I know who you doin'?
You stupid
Twat


You went to L′amour Saturday night
Red nails, lipstick, dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I′m a man
But it still hurts

Slut
Hooker
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)

You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there′s a way
With you it's for free, yeah

Slut
You bloody whore (whore)
You're a cunt (cunt)

I know you′re fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)

Done it before
So many times
I refused to learn my lesson
I gave 'til it hurt
I thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
Ohhhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh...
Ahhh
Ahhh

So I sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in my hand
Don′t even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand
Ohhhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh...

Oh, you
You make me hate myself, ahhh you
Yeah you
Ahhh you

I know you′re fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)
I know you fucked someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you′re fucking someone else)

I knoooow
(He knows)
I said know
(He said he knows)
I know (he knows)
I know (he knows)
I know (he knows)
I know (he knows)
I knoooow...

And thanks for the memories you fat-ass bitch