I heard the word goin round
Somebody said shes leavin town
Packed up her bags and left you flat
Shame about that
Somebody said they saw her cryin
Said she was through with all your lyin
Said wild horses couldnt drag her back
Shame about that
Well excuse me for my lack of sympathy
I dont mean to be cruel
But it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to me
Back when I played the fool
So, dont bother knockin on my door
Cause I wouldnt touch you with a ten foot pole
You dug your grave now lay on back
Shame about that
Well excuse me for my lack of sympathy
I dont mean to be cruel
But it sounds like the same kind of thing you did to me
Back when I played the fool
So, dont bother knockin on my door
Cause I wouldnt touch you with a ten foot pole
You dug your grave now lay on back
Shame about that
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