earl thomas conley
this time i ve hurt her more than she loves me
She wore that falling out of love look I even swore upon 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 Cause this time I've hurt her more than she loves me (Bridge) I've been too busy drinking She's been too busy thinking About the kind of love she needs And a 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 thans he loves me (Repeat Bridge)