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She wore that fallin' out of love look I even swore on the good book Still the last lie I told her was the one she couldn't believe No more cryin' on her shoulder She won't even let me hold her And this time I've hurt her more than she loves me I've been too busy drinkin' she's been too busy thinking 'bout the kind of love she needs And the man she never sees But Lord she's already stood more than I was ever good for And this time I've hurt her more than she loves me I've been too busy drinkin' she's been too busy thinking 'bout the kind of love she needs And the man she never sees But Lord she's already stood more than I was ever good for And this time I've hurt her more than she loves me From Letras Mania