LEFT BEHIND

-Temple; Stimson

"I'll be with you forever,"
I can hear the woman say.
She smiles, and it's okay--
Then turns and walks away.
"I'll still believe you next time,"
As I wipe a teary eye
And turn around to try to say good bye.
Well, don't you think it's mighty fine
To promise everything?
Am I the only honest one
Who's living here today?
A partner wouldn't do these things unkind.
I'm always the one who's left behind.

"Please believe what I say,"
The next one says to me.
I give a chance or three;
I trust her to be free.
The very next day I saw her
Out with another man.
Some things I just cannot understand.
Well, don't you think it's mighty fine
To promise everything?
Am I the only honest one
Who's living here today?
A partner wouldn't do these things unkind.
I'm always the one who's left behind.

Now there really isn't anybody out there, is there?
That's only fair,
'Cause I really don't care.
(And there really isn't anybody out there, is there?
That's only fair,)
'Cause I just don't care
Anymore....

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"You know, I just may love you,"
She says, and I believe.
She's crafting to deceive.
A thumping I receive.
"I'll always be your friend, though,"
She says like all the rest.
Another lesson causes me unrest.
Well, don't you think it's mighty fine
To promise everything?
Am I the only honest one
Who's living here today?
A partner wouldn't do these things unkind.
Even when I leave, I'm left behind.

Now there really isn't anybody out there, is there?
That's only fair,
'Cause I really don't care.
(And there really isn't anybody out there, is there?
That's only fair,)
'Cause I just don't care
Anymore....

A new one comes along who's nice.
She falls into my trance.
Dismiss her at a glance:
I won't give her a chance.
"I'd be with you forever,"
I can almost hear her say.
I turn my back and slowly walk away.
Well, don't you think it's mighty fine
To promise everything?
Am I the only honest one
Who's living here today?
A partner wouldn't do these things unkind.
Even when I leave, I'm left behind.

Oh, I know what I'll do' next' time'.
I'll tell her she can kiss my left behind.

REPEAT CHORUS and FADE


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