This Happens Every Time
You tell me that you love me,
you tell me that you care;
you say want to be with me;
but you're never there.
I thought you could be trusted;
I gave you all my heart;
but when it came down to it,
you tore my soul apart.
Copyright © Blaine Anderson | Year Posted 2009
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