Bad Love Story
Once again you tried to show me what my eyes refused to see
In the lines between the painful scene we're in
With the silence falling coldly on a world of make believe
And the ending that I still don't understand
It's a bad love story that I've had to learn my heart
Cause I've lived these lines so many times before
And it's a shame the way the same old ending still tears me apart
Where the lady still don't love me anymore
[ piano ]
I can see the truth before me like a mirror on the wall
With a crack or two for ever fool I've been
And I see the lady waitin' for her count down curtain calls
And it's looking like the place that I came in
It's a bad love story...
It's a shame the way...
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