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(eleanor mcevoy) |
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I wasn't the kind to ask questions |
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I wasn't the kind had the time, |
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I wasn't the kind with a suspicious mind |
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Now i'm kind of sorry, oh how i'm sorry |
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It's not what you did has me sleepless |
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It's not what you did has me aching so much, |
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It's not what you did that is hurting the most |
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It's the lies that you told, covering up |
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Chorus |
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Please, please don't say how much you think of me |
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Please, please don't say how much you cared |
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Please, don't say that you'd never lie to me |
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Spare me those lies you've prepared. |
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I'm not above feeling foolish |
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I'm not above being betrayed |
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I'm not above, singing stories of love, |
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But god how my stories have changed |
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It's not what you did has me sleepless |
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It's not what you did has me aching so much |
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It's not what you did that is hurting the most |
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It's lies that you told me, those lies that you told me. |
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Repeat chorus |
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Repeat chorus |