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I Don't Love You Anymore - William Fitzsimmons
I would sell you for a box of tissues
If i saw my mother crying or
To wipe her lipstick off
She had never told me
I should go to bed
I would find a way to
Place everything you did
If i meant that i could feel
As guilty about the kids
The braces that you paid for with your
Grandma's ring so they could sing
I should probably tell you
That i'm sorry i was wrong
When i gave my word
That i'd be here for very long
I proposed before i really
Loved you for yourself
And it's breaking up my heart
(i don't love you anymore)
And it's breaking up my heart
(i don't love you anymore)
You were kind enough to
Let me back into the house
After all the things i said
When you had thrown me out
The water that you left for
Me when i got warm
I forgot to clean out the
Closet next to where we slept
The short sleeve shirts
I wore on friday's chest
Let the two boys pick from what is left
And it's breaking up my heart
And it's breaking up my heart
And it's breaking up my heart
(i don't love you anymore)
And it's breaking up my heart
(i don't love you anymore)