Everybody knows you're stepping on my toes And stepping on my heart-strings too, With an idle kiss, you grabbed a moment's bliss, That left me with a heart that's true. How was I to know I did not stand a show The day I fell in love with you. You made me believe that I was your one need And then you said that we were through. Love was a grand sensation, Until I later found that it was imitation Of love that let me down. Everybody knows your every action shows That love is just a game to you. But that's how love goes, you're stepping on my toes, And stepping on my heart-strings too.
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