River Faxo (Ft. Ed Sheeran)

I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me

A little one, I don't want to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth in my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

He's coming home with his next grasp to catch flack
Sweat jackets and dress less, mismatch
On his breast jackets is sex addict
And cheaters want to egg sack it for being checked, get back
It's a chest match, she's on his back like a jetpack
She's kept track of all his internet chats
And guess who just so happens to be moving on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
‘Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no man's girl, even I know that
But she deviced some plan to stab him in the back
Knifing hands, says the relationship hanging by a strip
So she's been on the web lately
Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, in Spiderman

And I know she's using me to try to play him, I don't care