When you said you loved me, I didn't know it would cause me pain...
When you said you loved me, all I felt was agony and strain...
When you said you loved me, I didn't expect to give something in return...
When you said you loved me, my life; for the worst, it took a turn...

With only your version of love, you can only expect,
That anyone who use those words to me will encounter reject...
Why would I share in the love from another,
When love seems so painful? So why bother?

When I hear the words, I expect pain and hurt,
Or to see you dressed only in your shirt...
Now I hear them frequently and I am a bit confused,
Because they make me happy, instead of used and abused...

When He said He loved me, I felt like I could walk on air,
Because I knew that He truly cared...
When He said He loved me, that I truly believed,
Because this is the best love that anyone could ever receive.