Sins of Yours

Oh, I ain't getting funny for ya. No, I ain't getting funny for ya, Oh. Lying, I ain't gonna telephone ya. No, I ain't gonna telephone ya, Oh. I've got everything you desire. Ain't gonna answer your FaceTime. So go away, hmm. So go away. I'm lighting up the fire inside. I found out all about your lies. Don't wanna take, hmm. Don't wanna take. Cinderies, Oh-oh. Cinderies, Oh-oh. Cinderies, So you're on your Own. Oh-oh, cinderies. Oh-oh, cinderies. Oh-oh, cinderies, So you're on your own. Oh, I ain't getting humble for ya. No, I won't get in trouble for ya, Oh, oh. Why? Why, yeah. Why'd you think I'd justify it? No, I ain't getting humble for you, Oh. I've got everything I need to say. Ain't gonna answer your FaceTime. So go away, hmm, So go away. I'm lighting up the fire inside. I found out all about your lies. Don't wanna take, hmm, Don't wanna take Since...