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Use To Be

I guess you saw the note on the door And the clothes all folded up on the floor. I was going to leave before you got home. It’s easier to leave when I’m all alone. I guess the neighbors called when they saw the movers pull in, And I don’t have to guess where you’ve been. Yes, it’s plain to see. I don’t even want to know if you still love me. I’m leaving today! Theirs nothing left to say. I know the tears you cry are not for me, But for a love that use to be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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