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I used to be the apple of your eyeI had you with me every day,But now whenever you are passing byYou're always looking the other wayIt's little things like thisThat prompt me to say:You turned the tables on meAnd now I'm falling for youYou turned the tables on meI can't believe that it's trueI always thought when you broughtThe lovely presents you boughtWhy hadn't you brought me more,But now if you'd comeI'd welcome anything fromThe five and ten cent store,You used to call me the topYou put me up on a throneYou let me fall with a dropAnd now I'm out on my own.But after thinking it over and over,I got what was coming to meJust like the sting of a beeYou turned the tables on me. From Letras Mania