Текст песни Shania Twain — Poor me

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Found it in his closet
Right behind the lies
I wish I never saw it
The secret in his eyes

Poor, poor me

He never told me how long
I'd been living in the dark
No one turned the light on
I fell and broke my heart

Poor, poor me
Po-or me

Poor me this
Poor me that
Why do I keep looking back?
Poor me this
Poor me that
It's not white, it's not black

Grey's the colour
That I see
Still can't believe
He'd leave me
To love her

Poor, poor me
Another

Tried to face it
But so far down inside
I just can't shake it
My stupid pride

Poor, poor me
Po-or me

Poor me this
Poor me that
Why do I keep looking back?
Poor me this
Poor me that
It's not white, it's not black

Grey's the colour
That I see
Still can't believe
He'd leave me
To love her

Poor, poor me
Another

I know it should get better
Oh, but it never does
I wish he'd never met her
Then everything would be the way it was

Poor me this
Poor me that

Poor me this
Poor me that
Why do I keep looking back?
Poor me this
Poor me that
It's not white, it's not black

Grey's the colour
That I see
Still can't believe
He'd leave me
To love her

Poor, poor me
Pour, pour me
Another

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