She wore that falling out of love look
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I even swore upon the Good Book
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Still the last lie I told her was
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The one she couldn't believe
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No more crying on her shoulder
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She won't even let me hold her
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Cause this time I've hurt her more than she loves me
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(Bridge)
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I've been too busy drinking
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She's been too busy thinking
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About the kind of love she needs
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And a man she never sees
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But Lord, she's already stood more
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Than I was ever good for
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And this time I've hurt her more thans he loves me
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(Repeat Bridge)
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This Time I've Hurt Her More (Than She Loves Me)
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| Earl Thomas Conley |
