Take It Back - Reba McEntire

You talked me into moving in and giving you my keys

You said you’d be a mess now if it hadn’t been for me You said I stole your heart away by looking in your eyes

I wonder now how many times you sold that pack of lies

If this is how you act when you give your heart away

Well take it back, Take it back

You told me I was everything you wanted and more

Then tell me what you’re doing now sneaking out the back door

You’re bringing home flowers and a bottle of Chablis

You forgot I don’t drink wine I know that bottle’s not for me Oh you must think I’m blind and I don’t smell your new cologne

You don’t think I notice all the nights I’ve spent alone

Well, I’m not one for sitting 'round in some ole pity pool

You think you got a ticket and I must be some kind of fool

I hate to steal your thunder but your playing days are through

At least they are with me 'cause babe, I got no use for you

Tonight laying on the street Babe, your bags is packed

So, take it back, Ah take it back