I see your bags are packed and your ready to go
I know you need to leave so I'll open the door
You've walked on my heart one last time
So with a smile I forget all your sweet little rhymes
I loved you- you threw it away
When I saw you with her just the other day
I told you time and time again
I refuse to let you be that kind of man
You're not going to break me
and I know you wish you were letting me free
But my how nice it is to be on this side?
With me not caring how you feel inside
You tore me to pieces the first, second and third time
when I caught you committing your little *love* crimes
But you lied and waltzed back into my heart
and mended back the pieces that had broken apart
You must've did something wrong
You mended my heart back together and made me strong
Now I can watch you leave me with a smile
and know that I can make that last mile
Sure it takes me awhile to learn
and I know I need the fire within me to burn
Sure I can look back at this and maybe I'll weep
but I know I can make it through tonight without losing sleep
©2001 JoAnn Kornatowski
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