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I broke your heart one more time
I came home you were crying
I love you babe you know it's true
But I can't keep from hurtin' you
Cause I go out to those roadside bars
Livin' fast beneath the stars
And you just want your man at home
Or at least a call on the telephone

I don't know why I treat you like I do
It's got more to do with me than it's got to do with you

When that evening sun goes down
There ain't no doubt where I'll be found
Dim lights, a crowd, and a smoke-filled room
Forget I said I'd be home soon
And by the time I find our front door
You just can't wait up no more
You thought a man that cared for you
Could do the things you ask him to

I don't know why I treat you like I do
It's got more to do with me than it's got to do with you

Last night I came home you were gone
Lord knows I've done you wrong
I guess its time that I lost you
I'm sorry for the time I cost you

I don't know why I treat you like I do
It's got more to do with me than it's got to do with you

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