How was I supposed to know?
He was slowly letting go
If I was putting him through hell
well - I couldn’t tell
He could’ve given me a sign
And opened up my eyes
How was I supposed to see?
He never cried in front of me
Without a doubt, I know now
How it ought to be
Because he’s gone and it’s wrong
And it bothers me
Tomorrow I’ll still be asking myself-
How was I supposed to know?
[adapted lyrics from She Never Cried In Front of Me by Toby Keith]
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