i wasn\'t the kind to ask questions i wasn\'t the kind had the time, i wasn\'t the kind with a suspicious mind now i\'m kind of sorry, oh how i\'m sorry it\'s not what you did has me sleepless it\'s not what you did has me aching so much, it\'s not what you did that is hurting the most it\'s the lies that you told, covering up
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please, please don\'t say how much you think of me please, please don\'t say how much you cared please, don\'t say that you\'d never lie to me spare me those lies you\'ve prepared.
i\'m not above feeling foolish i\'m not above being betrayed i\'m not above, singing stories of love, but god how my stories have changed it\'s not what you did has me sleepless it\'s not what you did has me aching so much it\'s not what you did that is hurting the most it\'s lies that you told me, those lies that you told me.
