I love you
But these things
THESE THINGS
Are in the past
No way to forgive what I've done
No way to forget
No way to rewind time
And some how
Take the life
The ring
The husband
He offered me
I never knew how
Good I had it
Til he was caressing
Some other girl
With the words I love you ringing in her ear.
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