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She Knows I KnowShe's seen my eyes looking distant and dismalmy morning cocktail of rye and Pepto Bismolshe's heard the chill of my heartbroke silenceknows both sides of our bed are lonely islandsso she knows I knowshe knows I knowshe knows I like her hair soft n long n silkybut she only lets it down when she feels guiltyso she can undress and brush it before the mirrorbut her beauty is stained and I won't come near heryeah, she knows I knowand it tears her up insidethough she sees it in my faceshe won't confess just in casethere's some chance she's not rightbut the shadow of my paincan't help but showand she knows I knowshe's not sure how or whenI found out where she's beenshe'd been told by her treacherous heartif no one knew what she did in the darkit wasn't a sinbut it was a number on some motel matchesthat burned in my soul till our love was ashesI could leave her a note but that's not my wayI'll just sign my name on the dotted line of a dark highwaycos she knows I knowand it tears her up insidethough she sees it in my faceshe won't confess just in casethere's some chance she's not rightbut the shadow of my paincan't help but showand she knows I know(c)2005 Robert George