Better Things To Lie About

I’ve got better things to lie about
I’ve got bigger sins to confess
You’ve been cussin’ and accusin’
Sister, give it a rest

We know the same people
Oh, we got the same friends
They’re tellin’ me behind your back
The lies you’ve been tellin’ them

I’ve got better things to lie about
Much meaner things that I could do
Than defendin’ myself
Against the likes of you

I’ve never been the social type
I got secrets I don’t share
And you must have mistaken me
For someone who really cares

I’ve got better things to lie about
Bigger sins to confess
Where do you find your information
The trouble you’ve drug me through
Some covert operation
By some obvious overt fools

I’ve got better things to lie about
Than to waste my time at all
You’ve got enough mouth for two rows of teeth
There oughta be some kind of law

I’ve got better things to lie about
So start diggin’ up some better dirt
If you really wanna try and drag me through a world of lyin’ hurt
What makes you feel so good to try and make me feel so bad
Do you stand a little taller, when you cut me down like that?

I got better things to lie about
Bigger sins to confess
If I’m gonna lie, girl, it’s gonna be good
Everybody talkin’ in the neighborhood
Everyone chin-waggin’, baby