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True love is a blessing, true love is a curseLoneliness or hell fire, who knows which is worseI loved her with a vengeance, I gave her all I hadI never really knew her or why she looked so sadI tried to understand her, gave her all I couldRumors began to circulate all over the neighborhoodI tried to ignore them, called them vicious liesI knew that if I believed them, one of us must dieTrue love, true lovePassion breeds suspicion, envy, jealousyI raised my hand against her, she pulled a gun on meTwice she pulled the trigger, twice I called her nameI hit the floor a bleeding, foolish pride was to blameShe's down in Oklahoma, I'm buried in TennesseeFlowers she puts on my grave on our wedding anniversary From Letras Mania