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What would you think if I told you,
That I have been unfaithful?
Every night in my mind, I've made love to my past.
I'll tell you the truth to everything that you've never asked.
It's always a struggle to not to think
About those lonely nights.
Every morning in my bed, where she used to be.
How would you feel if you knew I never came clean?
His hands began to cover my eyes,
Looking away from her dress.
Worn linen that's been on many floors before.
The most I can do my dear,
Is to curl up like a baby in these arms.
These arms that owns our hearts and covers our heads.
If I stretch out too soon, please just leave me, left for dead.
It's much more than you'll ever deserve.
That I have been unfaithful?
Every night in my mind, I've made love to my past.
I'll tell you the truth to everything that you've never asked.
It's always a struggle to not to think
About those lonely nights.
Every morning in my bed, where she used to be.
How would you feel if you knew I never came clean?
His hands began to cover my eyes,
Looking away from her dress.
Worn linen that's been on many floors before.
The most I can do my dear,
Is to curl up like a baby in these arms.
These arms that owns our hearts and covers our heads.
If I stretch out too soon, please just leave me, left for dead.
It's much more than you'll ever deserve.