Shania Twain Poor Me Lyrics
Poor Me by Shania Twain
Found it in his closet Right behind the lies I wish I never saw it The secret in his eyes
Poor, poor me
He never told me how long I'd been living in the dark No one turned the light on I fell and broke my heart
Poor, poor me Po-or me
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Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Another
Tried to face it But so far down inside I just can't shake it My stupid pride
Photos Poor, poor me Po-or me
Poor me this Poor me that Why do I keep looking back? Poor me this Poor me that It's not white, it's not black
Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Another
I know it should get better Oh, but it never does I wish he'd never met her Then everything would be the way it was
Poor me this Poor me that
Poor me this Poor me that
Poor me this Poor me that Why do I keep looking back? Poor me this Poor me that It's not white, it's not black
Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Pour, pour me Another
Poor, poor me
He never told me how long I'd been living in the dark No one turned the light on I fell and broke my heart
Poor, poor me Po-or me
Related 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs These Are The Most Popular Fourth of July Songs Lady Antebellum Reveal The Lyrics To 'This City' Poor me this Poor me that Why do I keep looking back? Poor me this Poor me that It's not white, it's not black
Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Another
Tried to face it But so far down inside I just can't shake it My stupid pride
Photos Poor, poor me Po-or me
Poor me this Poor me that Why do I keep looking back? Poor me this Poor me that It's not white, it's not black
Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Another
I know it should get better Oh, but it never does I wish he'd never met her Then everything would be the way it was
Poor me this Poor me that
Poor me this Poor me that
Poor me this Poor me that Why do I keep looking back? Poor me this Poor me that It's not white, it's not black
Grey's the colour That I see Still can't believe He'd leave me To love her
Poor, poor me Pour, pour me Another