Lletres: Barenaked Ladies. Maroon. Off The Hook.

All around the room your things are placed
And next to you he fills the space
And so it seems your saving grace
Is only saving face

The pictures of the two of you on holiday, on honeymoon
You thought that he was wanting you
But he was only wanting you
To let him off the hook

He was your imaginary friend
You were partners till the end
Then something bends, and then it breaks
Your worst mistake

Accepting enemies on bended knees
A litany of tragedies
You're vexed, it seems you're hexed
And after sex he expects
You'll let him off the hook

Till something that you heard
While you were sleeping left you
Shaken while he stirred
When you awaken you will
Make him eat his words right off the
Hook and line, every time

The credit card receipts, the dirty sheets
The souvenirs of men who cheat
It all makes sense with each offense
You wanted to believe him

He could get away with murder one
And you would clean the smoking gun
With every crime, you bought each line
But not this time, you'll make him
Eat his words 'cause

Something that you heard
While you were sleeping left you
Shaken while he stirred
When you awaken you will
Make him eat his, make him eat his
Words while he's alone
'Cause you won't be around and
From now on the phone stays off the
Hook and line, every time

Hook and line, every time