Some C&W Choruses

When I hear your name,
I break out in a cold, cold sweat.
Clearly I’m not over you yet.

I didn’t think no one would blame me,
I had a bad excuse.

But if you think you’ve won
Remember it’s not a game, dear;
It’s a search for the truth.

Late last night I googled your name.
I read your blog and saw that you’d done the same
For me.

You wouldn’t know the truth if it spit in your eye


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