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Nothing was the Same
Perhaps the most personal, and most impersonal piece of mine.
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Maybe it was something I did, maybe it wasn't,
perhaps whatever did happen, it doesn't
make any difference in that when I turned around,
you were standing there,
but no one saw you anywhere,
I see you occasionally, as I go from town to town.
Oh well, I guess it was all me.

You took me in when the sky was falling from the clouds.
And you didn't let me go, you still got me behind your shroud,
I never did notice, till you let it slip one day,
the day when you left
me hanging on the seaside cleft.
I'm still trying, trying to get out and get away.
Who knows, maybe I'll never be free.

The day you came to me, nothing was the same.
The day you left me, I couldn't even remember my name.
If I only could turn back the clock.
And try to just avoid the shock.
Maybe someday, I'll pull on through
but only if I know where to get to.

Your eyes pulled me in, your tongue was soft and wet;
your lips were full and red, your words said you'd never forget.
You made me a promise, that you told me you wouldn't break.
What a nice surprise,
it was when your lies did arise.
The promise you made fell through, your lies gave me such a heartache.
Ah, anyhow, it's all over now.

Whatever it was, however it happened, you still didn't blame me,
that was, till he told you a story about me and you thought, in all honesty,
that he was tell you the nothing but the whole truth, didn't you?
Come on, tell me the story,
and spare me the misery.
You left me the next morning, and I just didn't know how to get through.
I felt flooded, like a ship with no bow.

The day you came to me, nothing was the same.
The day you left me, I couldn't even remember my name.
If I only could turn back the clock.
And try to just avoid the shock.
Maybe someday, I'll pull on through
but only if I know where to get to.

I been all around this whole country, coast to coast.
Never did brag, got nothing to brag about, never did boast.
I got a place and a job near the Mexican border, got rid of the strife.
That was when I had it all,
till you came around, made it fall;
you never have left me alone, you never let me have a life.
You were my Satan, worse than everyone.

I was in my favorite bar, and I got me a pint of beer.
You came in with your girls, got a table, looked over here.
And when I left, there you were waiting for me.
You said you wanted me back,
you said that it was luck you lacked.
The best part was when you said I made you free.
That was the dumbest thing you said, worst thing you done.

The day you came to me, nothing was the same.
The day you left me, I couldn't even remember my name.
If I only could turn back the clock.
And try to just avoid the shock.
Maybe someday, I'll pull on through
but only if I know where to get to.

I left everything I had, just to love and be with you.
And when we got ourselves a place, you knew what to do.
You took all my money, and you left me in the middle of the night.
I don't know why,
I guess it was to get by,
maybe it was to get what you wanted, maybe you wanted everything to go right.
Do that to someone else, you might find yourself shot in the back.

By that time, my family was dead or just didn't care,
about me or anyone, I wasn't in any shape of anything to bear.
Things seemed to stretch across time, and the river too,
but the river always ends
where the big event begins.
Now, I don't have a dime, a house, my kids hate me, I'm alone too.
Someday, you'll know how it feels to be stabbed in the back.

The day you came to me, nothing was the same.
The day you left me, I couldn't even remember my name.
If I only could turn back the clock.
And try to just avoid the shock.
Maybe someday, I'll pull on through
but only if I know where to get to.

The day you came to me, nothing was the same.
The day you left me, I couldn't even remember my name.
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