Conway Twitty

I've Hurt Her More (Than She Loves Me)
She wore that fallin' out of love, lookI even swore by the good bookStill the last lie I told herWas the one she couldn't believe.No more crying on her shoulderShe won't even let me hold herAnd this time I've hurt her moreThan she loves me.I've been too busy drinkingShe's been too busy thinking'Bout the kind of love she needsAnd the man she never sees.But Lord, she's already stood moreThan I was ever good forAnd this time I've hurt her moreThan she loves me.I've been too busy drinkingShe's been too busy thinking'Bout the kind of love she needsAnd the man she never sees.But Lord, she's already stood moreLetras de cancionesThan I was ever good forAnd this time I've hurt her moreThan she loves me.Lord, this time I've hurt her moreThan she loves me From Letras Mania