Yeah, Love hurts.

Love hurts, It's the worse.
Some say better to have then to never have at all.
I disagree, when she left everything I had began to fall.
Heart broken with every phone call, Thinkin' that is you.
When it's not, Left wonderin', Did I give it my all? Or did I give up on you?
How come I'm the bad guy when you lied?
Even after I still tried, I still cried.
We're we in love, Or in love with that thought?
Again pointing fingers at me, As if it's my fault.
For months you said that little girl was mine.
Ohh Im'a be a father!!
You lied. That's fine, I've drown the line.
You an I will not speak any further!
Yeah, Love hurts, It's the worse.
But tomorrow comes, Sometimes darker than today, But it does come.
With or without the rain, It's you're chance to make it, You're chance to take it.

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