Conway Twitty - I've Hurt Her More (Than She Loves Me) lyrics

She wore that fallin' out of love, look I even swore by the good book Still the last lie I told her Was the one she couldn't believe No more crying on her shoulder She won't even let me hold her And this time I've hurt her more Than she loves me I've been too busy drinking She's been too busy thinking 'Bout the kind of love she needs And the man she never sees But Lord, she's already stood more Than I was ever good for And this time I've hurt her more Than she loves me I've been too busy drinking She's been too busy thinking 'Bout the kind of love she needs And the man she never sees But Lord, she's already stood more Than I was ever good for And this time I've hurt her more Than she loves me Lord, this time I've hurt her more Than she loves me...