I know you knew that I lied to you. I did fuck a bunch of strangers while out on tour but you already knew that (so why did you ask). I'm not sorry I did it, I'm only sorry that I didn't have the balls to break up with you sooner. It's ok though, I guess we're even now. Yes, I know about you and your co-worker. I don't blame you, I'm hardly ever around and when I am we fight and treat each other badly.
ps-
I've also been stealing money from your savings and sneaking into your myspace account.
