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Thursday, December 23, 2004

TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

I met him on a Monday
By Friday, I was feeling high
He had the look and the personality
I always hoped I'd find

He said the right things in the right way in the right tone
Yeah, his timing was right
We were in touch...we were in step...we were in tune
I was open indescribably wide

Hey, sometimes it just works out that
Way...but that's before I realized I'd been led astray

HE WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
I KNEW THAT THE NIGHT SHE CALLED ME
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
THERE HAD TO BE A CATCH THERE SOMEWHERE
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
WHEN THINGS SEEM TOO PERFECT,
THEY PROBABLY ARE...
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

Fast forward to Sunday
And I was walking on air
That's when his number came up in my cell
I picked up the phone unaware

It was his girlfriend...she was crying...she was angry
She screamed, "What have you done?"
She was frantic...she was facing her worst fear
Finding out she was not the only one

Oh, can't be my fault...I didn't
Know...the asshole was lying to us both

HE WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
I KNEW THAT THE NIGHT SHE CALLED ME
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
THERE HAD TO BE A CATCH THERE SOMEWHERE
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
WHEN THINGS SEEM TOO PERFECT,
THEY PROBABLY ARE...
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

Hey...can't be that easy...it's never that
Way...at least I found out before it was too late

HE WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
NOTHING EVER COMES THAT EASY
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
HE WAS JUST AN ILLUSION
HE WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
WHEN THINGS SEEM TOO RIGHT
THEY'RE USUALLY WRONG...
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

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