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Ghost Town
My heart is a ghost town, old love is haunting me now. A tumble weed blows by old love has been buried forever but I don't cry. I will never love her again and I won't cry. Her love was never real so I will let it die. She said she loved me but she told me lies. Yes my heart is a ghost town, my love cease to exist for her,there is no way I will love her now. She never loved me I always knew, but my love for her always grew. My heart is a ghost town. And my love for her love is done and through. My words are solid and real and true. I am free now and I will no longer wait for you. Pass me in the streets in this ghost town. Because there is no way I will ever love you now. Never thought of her as worthless. But her cowboy she has now he can keep her. Because she is not worth it. This is heart is a ghost town.
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