She sings so prettily she breaks your heart
Her love affair was all wrong from the start
It was sorry
Sorry
He didn’t belong to her.
Love didn’t use to draw the line
Mark the man as hers or mine
Now I walk away
Wrong voice, wrong hands, wrong bed
We’ve made our pledge
And so love draws the line
Now love draws the line
I’m over your sad song, sister
Loving what doesn’t belong to me
Giving what isn’t mine to give
Over and all over again.
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