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Love Hurts

I know she’s right and now I’m left all alone with my broken dream,
     I wanted more than just a house I wanted us to be a team.
I guess growing old together sounded too much like a joke,
     Words of love would make you choke.
I wished I’d known then instead of now,
      Maybe things would be different for us somehow.
Well that water has run under that bridge there is no turning back.
      For hurting others I give you credit, you’ve got the knack.
Your venom has flowed like wine from you,
      Just open your mouth and watch it spew.
When love grows cold it gets colder than ice,
      I still remember when you were so sweet so kind so nice.
Well those days are dead they are dead and gone,
      Call up who ever you talk to all day on the phone.
 Take what you want but please leave quick,
       The sight of you is making me sick.
With that little note she just slammed the door,
       But she’ll be back she’ll want some more.
Was I right or was I wrong,
       She’s back again that didn’t take too long.
She’s got her finger pointed at me,
      Wait a minute that’s not her finger but a gun is what I see.
She just keeps walking closer to me, then I see her finger pull on the trigger,
      My heart starts beating faster as my eyes got bigger.
Then a flame shoots out from the end of the gun,
       A fancy lighter she was holding made just for having fun..
She said did I scare my little Pookey Bear?
        She cooed so softly as she stroked my hair.
Lets go out and get a bite, 
       I know this new restaurant with food that’s out of site.
Arm and arm we’re heading out,
      I done forgot what this fight was all about.

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