The Other Woman

You hear about the person doing the cheating,
You hear about the person cheated on,
But you don't hear from the other woman.

You hear about the guilt inside the person cheating,
The battle they face within themselves.
You hear about the tears the victim cried,
The constant asking of "Why?"
But you don't hear about the one who cried for the victim and her own lost love.

You hear about the person doing the cheating,
You hear about the person cheated on,
But you don't hear from the other woman.

You don't hear about how she feels
When she finds out her lover is already taken.
You don't hear about how she feels
When they're found out.
You don't hear about her heartbreak
When she sees them together.
You don't know what goes through her mind
Each time they kiss
And she knows that moments ago,
Those lips were on her.

You hear about the person doing the cheating,
You hear about the person cheated on,
But you don't hear from the other woman.

You never hear her side.
You never know what she goes through.
And it's all because someone played with her emotions.
You'll never know her side,
Because her side will never be told.

You hear about the person doing the cheating,
You hear about the person cheated on,
But you don't hear from the other woman.