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You told me (as we parted)

So many hurtful things,

You called me names, and swore

I'd only see you in my dreams.

Said I'd wish I had you back

And that was gospel truth.

How Hell would be a block of ice

When I again saw you.

What is it then that meets my eye

As I gaze at call ID?

Is that your lighted number there

As I quickly push "delete"?

Give me a break (and not my heart).

This time I have more sense.

I'm not as young or naive,

And certainly not as dense.

I heard from friends how you regret

The way you left in haste,

You told them days were lonely now

And all your efforts waste.

Well, life is tough for knotheads

And those who think of self,

Put all that pity, pride and hate

And your attitude on a shelf.

Would I just once consider?

You want to try to start anew?

Would I go out just one more time?

With a macho prize like you?

Wel-l-l, let me put it simply

In terms you'll understand...

When Hell freezes over, I'll do it,

But Honey, until then........