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Another truth, another disappointment
Your heart ripped out again,
to me It's just a small token
And you're still here.

Another measure of mettle another of valor
Dealing with the love of a crowded heart,
Your attempt to gain more is futile.
and you're still here.

I never threaten to walk away
But then I've never needed to
I've always had one foot out the door
tensioned like a tight spring
And you've known it all along.

I never ask for much
But then I never say what I wanted
I've always had this air about me
As if im always looking in the distance
And you've known it all along.

You've stood by all the tragedy
A heart could bear and though you've
Kicked me in the teeth while down
You always came through to fight for me and you
Through Every bitter tear I never saw
Dry your eyes, so you can see
I am still here.