(Earl T. Conley - Mary Larkin)      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.      --- Instrumental ---      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.      --- Instrumental ---      Lord, this time I've hurt her more    Than she loves me...