Compulsive Gamblers

I Don't Want To Laugh At You

Compulsive Gamblers


Had a friend who put her faith all in a man
Who left her down
Said he would stick around and now he's gonna

Hold her hand, trying to understand
How could one had loved that man
That's not part of my plan

But I don't want to laught at you
It's not your fault
It's all through

If I could turn back the hands of time
It wouldn't change a thing
There's not a ring on your hand

But if I could, you know I should and would
Cause I loved you then
But I'm not the man you really need

But I don't want to laugh at you
it's not fault
some lies sound true

wish I could just tell you now
about really how I feel
but it's too hard to know

we were young and had good taste
and that's so long ago
I never knew if you were mine

But I don't want to laugh at you
it's not fault
it's all through