Poor Me – Shania TwainBy Found it in his closetRight behind the liesI wish I never saw itThe secret in his eyesPoor, poor meHe never told me how longI’d been living in the darkNo one turned the light onI fell and broke my heartPoor, poor mePo-or mePoor me thisPoor me thatWhy do I keep looking back?Poor me thisPoor me thatIt’s not white, it’s not blackGrey’s the colour that I seeStill can’t believe he’d leave meTo love herPour, pour meAnotherTried to face itBut so far down insideI just can’t shake itMy stupid pridePoor, poor mePo-or mePoor me thisPoor me thatWhy do I keep looking back?Poor me thisPoor me thatIt’s not white, it’s not blackGrey’s the colour that I seeStill can’t believe he’d leave meTo love herPour, pour meAnotherI know it should get betterOh, but it never doesI wish he’d never met herThen everything would be the way it wasPoor me thisPoor me thatPoor me thisPoor me thatPoor me thisPoor me thatWhy do I keep looking back?Poor me thisPoor me thatIt’s not white, it’s not blackGrey’s the colour that I seeI still can’t believe that he’d leave meTo love herPoor, poor mePour, pour meAnother www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20