There's just a hint of indifference
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In her lack of conversation when we talk.
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And the subject matters change,
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There's no mention of our future now at all.
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She still kisses me each morning,
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But it seems more like a habit than before.
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I know she still loves me,
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But I don't think she likes me anymore.
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She used to laugh at all my jokes,
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But lately I can't seem to make her smile.
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And the last time we made love it was good,
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But God it's been a while.
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She's always there when I get home,
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But she's no longer waiting at the door.
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I know she still loves me,
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But I don't think she likes me anymore.
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'Cause it's just a little colder every time I hold her.
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She's just going through the motions
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From what's left of her devotion;
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And it scares me half to death
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Wonderin' what tomorrow holds in store.
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I know she still loves me,
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But I don't think she likes me anymore.
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Right now I know she loves me,
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But I don't think she likes me anymore.
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I Know She Still Loves Me
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George Strait |