Use To Be
I guess you saw the note on the door
And the clothes all folded up on the floor.
I was going to leave before you got home.
It’s easier to leave when I’m all alone.
I guess the neighbors called when they saw the movers pull in,
And I don’t have to guess where you’ve been.
Yes, it’s plain to see.
I don’t even want to know if you still love me.
I’m leaving today!
Theirs nothing left to say.
I know the tears you cry are not for me,
But for a love that use to be.
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