| Do you remember the last time I said
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| If I ever thought of lying
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| I'd rather think of dying instead?
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| And maybe you remember the last time you called me
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| To say we were through
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| How it took a million tears
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| Just to prove they all were for you
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| But those days are through
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| 'Cause it wouldn't have made any difference
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| If you loved me, how could you love me?
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| When it wouldn't really make any difference
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| If you really loved me, you just didn't love me
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| 'Cause I know of hundreds of times I could be
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| In the most unfaithful arms that you always picture me
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| And maybe you remember that
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| Though I can't always show proof I was true
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| No one else could change my mind
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| Or stop me coming home to you
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| But those days are through
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| 'Cause it wouldn't have made any difference
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| If you loved me, how could you love me?
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| When it wouldn't really make any difference
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| If you really loved me, you just didn't love me
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| Enough to believe me (enough to believe me)
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| Enough not to leave me (enough not to leave me)
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| Enough not to look for a reason to be unhappy with me
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| And make me regret ever wanting you
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| But those days are through
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| 'Cause it wouldn't have made any difference
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| If you loved me, how could you love me?
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| When it wouldn't really make any difference
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| If you really loved me, you just didn't love me
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| 'Cause it wouldn't have made any difference
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| If you loved me, how could you love me?
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| When it wouldn't really make any difference... |