you keep saying
you got something for me
something you call love but confess
you've been messing
where you shouldn't been messing
and now someone else is getting all your best
these boots are made for walking
and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots
are goona walk all over you
you keep lying
when you oughta be "truthing"
you keep losing
when you oughta be bet
you keep "same-in"
when you oughta be changing
now what's right is right
but you ain't been right yet
you keep playing
where you shouldn't be playing