Now he lies to you with treason on his mind
It may sound lewd, but girl you're screwed
If love has made you blind.
The tragedy, you'll see, is when you find
That leftard lying there beside you
With treason on his mind.

You may think that he will love you,
And put nothing else above you.
If you do, poor girl, it's erroneously,
For to him, marriage is a scam,
And soon he'll be on the lam;
Whether the trap's for him or you, from marriage he'll flee.

He may have loved you, girl, at some time,
But his promises aren't worth a dime,
As even he may be too blind to know;
For treason's grip is much stronger,
And it's held his heart much longer.
The stream of straying has him in its flow.

So he lies to you with treason on his mind;
Whether self-conceit or love's deceit
Is what drives him, you'll find
His old mistress will have you in a bind:
For she's what's lying there beside you,
The treason on his mind!