| She didn’t steal my truck
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| Or burn the house down when she left
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| She just packed her bags
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| Turned and walked away
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| She grew up on fancy things
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| Like diamonds in her ears
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| I come from a dirt road kind of place
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| She always had her secrets and I didn’t mind
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| But I don’t understand why I got left behind
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| Whoa oh oh
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| Whoa oh oh
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| I recall the way she used to sit and watch the rain
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| I tried to read the outline of her face
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| Spent so many nights just trying to hold onto her grace
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| But those memories faded anyway
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| She always had her secrets and I didn’t mind
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| I don’t understand why I got left behind
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| All I want to know is if you ever really loved me at all
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| She didn’t steal my truck
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| Or burn the house down when she left
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| She just packed her bags
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| Turned and walked away |