I Hurt Her More Than She Loves Me — текст песни (Conway Twitty)

(Earl T. Conley - Mary Larkin)

She wore that fallin` out of love, look
I even swore by the good book
Still the last lie I told her
Was the one she couldn`t believe.

No more crying on her shoulder
She won`t even let me hold her
And this time I`ve hurt her more
Than she loves me.

I`ve been too busy drinking
She`s been too busy thinking
`Bout the kind of love she needs
And the man she never sees.

But Lord, she`s already stood more
Than I was ever good for
And this time I`ve hurt her more
Than she loves me.

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I`ve been too busy drinking
She`s been too busy thinking
`Bout the kind of love she needs
And the man she never sees.

But Lord, she`s already stood more
Than I was ever good for
And this time I`ve hurt her more
Than she loves me.

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Lord, this time I`ve hurt her more
Than she loves me...