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by DaddyO

(apologies to Bob Dylan)

You got a lotta nerve

To say this is the end
I went to bed but you just kept on packin'

You got a lotta nerve,

Accusations to defend
I don't want to be who you're attackin'

You claim I let you down

You know it's not like that
If you're so abused then why's it me who's hurtin'?

You say I held you back

But that's a great big lie
I helped you grow and pulled away the curtain

I don't know the reason why

You stabbed me in the back
I introduced you to the men you're seein'

Do you believe I'm such a fool

To love you after this?
This journey really stops you from believin'

I spy you at the club

We used to go out to
You fall into the strong arms of a player

I take a look around

And see this ain't my place
I roll my eyes and think I just don't care

I do not feel so good

When I see you without me
If I had a time machine I'd use it

But I would not go back

To the way it was before
I'd still not know a way to not abuse it

I wish that just one time

You could think inside my brain
And understand the reason for confusion

Yes I wish that for just one time

You could think inside my brain
You'd realize my life now's an illusion