You spend your nights alone and she never comes home; and every time you call her, all you get's a busy tone. I heard you found out, that she's doing to you what you did to me, ain't that the way it goes?
You cheated, boy. My heart bleeds, boy. So it goes without saying that you left me feeling hurt. Just a classic case, a scenario, tale as old as time. Boy, you got what you deserved. And now you want somebody to cure the lonely nights, you wish you had somebody that could come and make it right. But, boy, I ain't somebody with a lot of sympathy. You'll see:
What goes around, comes back around.