I see nothing to be gained by explanations
No need to try and say who's right or who was wrong
No need to enter into lengthy dissertations
To make a long story short she's gone
I won't attempt to explain the things that happened
To put in words why she's not here take too long
It's all too far beyond the realm of understanding
To make a long story short she's gone
The way you look at me you don't believe she loved me
But she once loved me with a love so sweet and strong
And I won't try to give the reasons why I miss her so
To make a long story short she's gone

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The way you look at me...
To make a long story short she's gone