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To Love Me (1927)

That morning was so cold Awoke and felt so cold The story that you told But time could not defend This cry without an end The worst was to pretend Hearts torn away How could you say Didn't you care About the games that you played The frost upon the grass Then pane of broken glass The hurt that came to pass You left me mystified Your careless wall of sighs At least you might have tried But every now and then You cross my heart again Oh how could you pretend To love me Hearts torn away How could you say That you loved me Didn't you care Bout the games that you played To love me Hearts torn away How could you say That you loved me Didn't you care Bout the games that you played