Next To Me

Next to me is your someone else,
that’s what everybody’s story tells.
You can’t say anything about it.
Maybe it’s true but you just can’t admit.

Next to me is your someone that’s new,
just like a toy, you’re tired of me too.
You need what’s hot and in to now-a-days,
so you have to leave without a word to say.

Next to me is someone to tried to hide,
but hatchings in eggs need to get outside.
Your secrets are revealed one by one,
and it tells me I’m not your only man.