Well the truth, well it hurts to say
I’m gonna pack up my bags and I’m gonna go away
I’m gonna split, I can’t stand it
I’m gonna give it up and quit and aint never coming back
Girl but before I get to going, I’ve got to say,
I know you used to love me but that was yesterday,
And the truth, I won’t fight it,
When the love starts burning you got to do what’s right.
Woh-oh lover, lover lover, you don’t treat me no good no more,
Woh-oh lover, lover lover, you don’t treat me no good no more.