[Lana] I'm the other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman You you, la la la... You you, la la la... Who else knows you're not a stand up guy? Trouble in paradise, they can see it in your eyes Living double lives, yeah your living double lives He says he loves me, I don't believe him If I'm so angry, why don't I leave him? But he knows that I, I really need him I'm tired of being, tired of being The other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman Is there nothing that will satisfy? There's trouble inside your mind, and you're desperate for the fire Addicted to surprise, addicted to the lies He says he wants me, why can't I see him? Only at late nights, not on the weekend I know it's tough but, I know his girlfriend I'm tired of hearing, hearing he's leaving That other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman At the supermarket, waiting in line Hair done, nails on, gold design She walks up and whispered from behind "Everyone knows your little secret" I'm the other woman Everyone's bridesmaid, nobody's bride Everyone's mistress, nobody's wife But we knew when you moved that you were the troubled type You the kinda girl who, you the kinda girls That other woman Other woman, other woman Other woman, other woman (Other woman, other woman...)