There is something I want to talk about
But lately you ain't listening to me
Last night on my pillow
There was another man whispering to you
And I found a poem
In your jean jacket
I realize written all over your face
There was another man whispering to you
If you're dissatisfied with the love that I provide
Why do you cry that you miss me?
Last night on my pillow
There was another man whispering to you
Well how do you sleep at night
Holding another
Then reapply your lipstick to kiss me?
Mmh... well last night on my pillow
There was another man whispering to you
Whispering to you
Whispering to you
There's been whispering to you, to you
Well you can keep, you can keep that pillow
You can keep that son of a bitch
That's been whispering to you
You keep, keep that pillow
Keep that son of a bitch
That's been whispering
