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You Could Have Told Me
You could have told me I never mattered.
Did anyone else feel it when my world shattered?
You could have told me I wasn't good enough.
I would have settled for just a touch.
A touch from you to fix the scars.
A touch from you to take me far.
You could have told me I was annoying.
I knew my company was something you weren't enjoying.
Why hold the truth back?
Why give love that slacks?
Why say things that were never true?
Why take a cheerful girl and make her blue?
I'm so insecure and self loathing.
You could have told me you were trolling.
What's the point in seeing someone break?
What's the point in being a fake?
You could have told me that you had no heart.
I wouldn't have beaten myself up not ripping it apart.
You could have told me you were nothing but a lie.
I could have easily told you goodbye.
You could have told me the feelings weren't shared.
You could have told me that you never really cared.
all I wanted was you everyday.
What about all the things you used to say?
I don't accept that nickname anymore.
I knew you used it on your little whores.
You could have told me so I could see.
You know, you really could have told me.
Did anyone else feel it when my world shattered?
You could have told me I wasn't good enough.
I would have settled for just a touch.
A touch from you to fix the scars.
A touch from you to take me far.
You could have told me I was annoying.
I knew my company was something you weren't enjoying.
Why hold the truth back?
Why give love that slacks?
Why say things that were never true?
Why take a cheerful girl and make her blue?
I'm so insecure and self loathing.
You could have told me you were trolling.
What's the point in seeing someone break?
What's the point in being a fake?
You could have told me that you had no heart.
I wouldn't have beaten myself up not ripping it apart.
You could have told me you were nothing but a lie.
I could have easily told you goodbye.
You could have told me the feelings weren't shared.
You could have told me that you never really cared.
all I wanted was you everyday.
What about all the things you used to say?
I don't accept that nickname anymore.
I knew you used it on your little whores.
You could have told me so I could see.
You know, you really could have told me.
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