She wore that fallin' out of love look I even swore by the good book
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Still the last lie I told her was the one she couldn't believe
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No more crying on her shoulder she won't even let me hold her
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And this time I've hurt her more than she loves me
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I've been too busy drinking she's been too busy thinking
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Bout the kind of love she needs and the man she never sees
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But Lord she's already stood more than I was ever good for
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And this time I've hurt her more than she loves me
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[ fiddle ]
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I've been too busy drinking...
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[ fiddle ]
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Lord this time I've hurt her more than she loves me
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This Time I've Hurt Her More (than She Loves Me)
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| Conway Twitty |
