(Eleanor McEvoy)



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.



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