I was asleep that time you called phone
You called because \"no one was home\"
So though streets I start to roam
My hair a mess; without a comb
I get inside and there were two
One a friend and then there\'s you
You told me that you\'d be alone
Then again you never told the truth
You laid on me and so did she
I wasn\'t okay with you on me
I wasn\'t okay with two on me
You didn\'t care, that\'s clear to see
You moved my hand onto your chest
You made me slightly squeeze your breast
Your friend had started to join in
But my friend saved me from the rest