() () Seven Thirty-five () She’s someone elseâ??s wife. () I can get on with my life And that thrills me. She married him today Her daddy gave the bride away. I heard a tear roll down her face And that kills me. () () Cause now I () Can see why () She’s finally cryin. () () How was I supposed to know? () She was slowly letting go? () If I was puttin her through her hell () Hell I couldn’t tell. She could’ve given me a sign Could’ve opened up my eyes. How was I supposed to see? She never cried in front of me. Yea maybe I mightâ??ve changed It’s hard for me to say. But the story’s still the same It’s a sad one. And I’ll always believe If she ever did cry for me They were tears that you can’t see You know the bad ones. And now I Can see why She’s finally cryin. Chorus How was I supposed to know? She was slowly letting go? If I was puttin her through her hell Hell I couldn’t tell. She could’ve given me a sign Could’ve opened up my eyes. How was I supposed to see? She never cried in front of me. () With out a doubt I know now How it outta be () Now she’s gone And it’s wrong And it bothers me. () Tomorrow I’ll still be () Askin myself. Chorus How was I supposed to know? She was slowly letting go? If I was puttin her through her hell Hell I couldn’t tell. She could’ve given me a sign Could’ve opened up my eyes. How was I supposed to see? How was I supposed to see? She never cried in front of me. Hell I couldn’t tell...

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson évoque les regrets d’un homme qui réalise trop tard que la femme qu'il aimait souffrait en silence. Bien qu'il pensait qu'elle allait bien, il découvre qu'elle avait du mal à lâcher prise et qu'elle ressentait profondément sa douleur. Le récit tourne autour de la cérémonie de mariage où il l'observe, conscient de son chagrin, mais incapable d'avoir perçu ses signes avant-coureurs. Ses larmes, invisibles pour lui à l'époque, lui apparaissent maintenant avec une clarté déchirante. C'est un moment de prise de conscience amère, où il se demande comment il a pu être si aveugle à sa souffrance.