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It Could Be Worse
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June 2007 Be careful how you treat my poor old heart
It has been torn, ripped and shattered from the start
Put on me all the blame, you will never win
I will be the one with all the fame, because of all my sins
You made me promises you could never keep
Drowning me in teardrops while I tried to sleep
You do not care about me even though you say you try
You must be brilliant, how you are always able to come up with a lie
My heart is lost, never to be found
The thief stole it without a trace, left without a sound
I should never have let down my guard
Maybe then I would not be scarred
I cannot be loved again, cannot take that chance
I will only look, but never past a glance
So what if I will only feel lonely and sad
But it could be worse by being hurt by love so bad
