Oh, your wicked words
are like raging storms to me.
I don’t believe the things I’ve heard.
Their just vicious rumors to me.
They say love is leaving
well, that’s no surprise
I’m tired of grieving
living all the lies.

Oh, it’s your loving
you’ve been so mean to me.
You say you’ve been grieving
blaming the reason all on me.
Haven’t I been sweet,
haven’t I been kind.
Being patients a virtue,
but I’m just wasting my time.

Oh, woe love is leaving
sorrow dances in my eyes.
I’m stupid for believing
all your sweet lies.
Oh, heaven is bliss,
love is un-kind
Our hearts are twisted
inside your mind.

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