She doesn't know me by name
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But I know everything about her
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She likes to work in her rose garden
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And vacation in New Hampshire
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She gets him every holiday
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And every Sunday afternoon
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By eight she tucks his babies in
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I know she loves him like I do
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And I've wanted to call her so many times
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But I never found the nerve
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She gets what I deserve
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Oooh, yeah
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It's not the way that I planned
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Just the right man, the wrong time
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Even the moments he's holdin' me
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I know he's not really mine
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When I peer into the windows
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of the home I've torn apart
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I can't help but wonder
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Whatever happened to my heart
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Such an uninvited lesson
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I never meant to learn
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She gets what I deserve
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I can't whitewash my excuses
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I can't cover up the stain
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I can't give back what I've taken
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I should be the one to bare the pain
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I just pray that God forgives me
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For what I've done to her
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She gets what I deserve
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She Gets What I Deserve
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| Shedaisy |
