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I know I'm not a Saint
My face isn't anything to paint
I'm not the smartest of my kind
I gave you what a man could give
But all I got in return was heart ache
I gave you the world and treated
you like a queen I stumble over my
heart broken into many parts
I drag each piece to a cart
broken, bleeding and bruised
I wish things were different
the way they used to be I wish
you would realize you ment the
world to me and I love you with
all of my heart I said forever
and I ment that I'll always be here
no matter what.