i think he's got a girl

I took our pictures off the wall
Picked all your clothes up off the floor
Put them inside a box, taped it up
Sent it straight out to New York
Moved in together, second floor
She kept on coming to your bar
There's something going on

You're too quick on the draw
Lie every time you talk
It makes me feel so crazy, like I got everything wrong
You're quiet on the phone
What time you coming home?
I hope it doesn't mean what I know it means

I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah

Love's wearing off, I do believe
Suspicions that you have done the deed

And you say nothing's wrong
But I know that it's wrong
I hit you up again and wait, but you don't respond
Said she was from the past
The past is in your arms
And now I realize you were never mine

I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah

I think he's got a girl (the day I broke it off)
(You hit her up, "Baby, what's happening?")
(He's got a girl, and she's rich) oh, yeah
(And from Manhattan) I think he's got a girl
(I think he's got a girl, ah) oh, yeah

I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
I think he's got a girl, oh, yeah
Got a girl