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Word gets out when this just started out that everything

would turn out this way,

First it was a phone call then it was another from

a mother who was ready to play

She said things that no one ever told me before

How could I have known that she wanted to settle the score?

Cause a man came in

I can probably see it and it looks like your having fun

When I get back you're gonna be bleeding so I think son you'd better run

Now i think I should be leaving cause it looks like I've got enough

She was the deceiver but i had to believer her when

she told me she was in love

She told me she was in love

She told me she was in love

I thought I could fix it just another minute

But i guess it was a minute too late

I know he was coming

And I should have been running

If he'd caught me I would never escape

Now I know it never should have been a surprise

How could I have known that she was only telling me lies

Cause a man came in

I can probably see it and it looks like your having fun

When I get back you're gonna be bleeding so I think son you'd better run

Now i think I should be leaving cause it looks like I've got enough

She was the deceiver but i had to believer her when

she told me she was in love

Don't blame me,

It's not my fault'

Don't blame me,

I'm not the one

Cause a man came in

I thought you were leaving but i see you're still having fun

Now I'm back

You're gonna be bleeding so I think son you'd better run

Now I see I should be leaving cause it looks like I've got enough

She was the deceiver but i had to believe her when

she told me she was in love

She told me she was in love

3 Doors Down - Believer – текст


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