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Texty: Shelby Lynne. Identity Crisis. I Don't Think So.

I've heard you say a thousand times
You don't even like me
Felt your painful stabs at me
You don't even like me
How could anybody love you so
And wait on no return
As my feet dragged on the floor
My heart was hangin' limp
I've done all the giving
And I've sailed a sinking ship

Oh I don't think I'll do this anymore
I can't take your not loving me no more
Oh I don't think I'll do this
And it won't be like before
I don't have to wait on fear of your not being here no more

No I don't think I'll do this anymore

Your eyes were cold and they always will
Cut me up in pieces same ol lines
Same ol lies you cut me up in pieces
But this time somethings changed in me
I got some courage somewhere
I turned to you to remind you
You always said fair is fair




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