But it was a dream made to order
South of the border
And nobody knows me like my baby
And she cried, "Man how could you do it?"
And I swore that there weren't nothing to it
But nobody knows me like my baby
Nobody Knows Me
Lyle Lovett
Where does trust go when you lose it?
It feels like a hole that gets deeper and deeper
with every lie and untruth
with every con and manipulation
until trust is so far down the hole
you just can't reach it any more
no matter how hard you try
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