you used to talk about things
like antique diamond rings
and living outside of the city
you spoke of loving me for all of my days
but then you went away
I heard all about the lovers that you had
how do you expect me to feel about that?
and now you're coming home feeling sorry and feeling bad
and you ask me if you could come back
you could poor your heart out to me
tell me that you loved me all along
but what you did wasn't love
what you did to me was wrong
and I heard you met a girl up north
who was a lot like me
when you laid with her did she make you happy?
so don't think that you're fooling me or stringing me along
acting like a saint that can do no wrong
you can poor your heart out to me
tell me that you loved me all along
but what you did wasn't love
what you did to me was wrong