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You will find no wicked way in me
Look me over, you will see
You will find no weary change
I'm worn and wounded,
But still the same
Whoa...
Let me tell you the truth
I love you more
Than the sins of my youth
When the past gets up in your face
Memories slide out of place
All those things that were hidden away
Ain't so bad in the light of day
Whoa...
Let me tell you the truth
I love you more
Than the sins of my youth
You say you love me
Wish you'd like me more
I'm no angel that's for sure
Said you forgave me,
Each time I was caught
But you still paint me as somethin' I'm not
Whoa...
Let me tell you the truth
I love you more
Than the sins of my youth
I love you more
Than the sins of my youth
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