THE TENSIONS GROWING
THE REALITY OF IT ISNT QUITE CLEAR
THE LOVE IS GONE
THE END IS NEAR
SO MANY TIMES
SO MANY FIGHTS
SO MANY TEARS
SO MANY LONESOME NIGHTS
WHY DO I DO THE THINGS I DO
WHY DO I SAY THE THING I SAY
WHY DO I HEAR ONLY THE THINGS I WANT TO HEAR
WHY DO I STAY, OH GOD, WHY DO I STAY?
BUT I GUESS IT DOESNT MATTER NOW
BUT I GUESS YOU DONT CARE
BUT I GUESS NEITHER DO I
BUT I GUESS IT IS STILL UNFAIR
WORDS CAN HURT THE EGO
WORDS CAN BREAK THE HEART
WORDS CAN DO SOME TERRIBLE THINGS
WORDS CAN TARE TWO LOVERS APART
OUR HAPPINESS IS GONE AND TURNED TO SARROW
OUR FUTURE IS GONE AND TURNED TO THE PAST
OUR FAITH IS GONE AND SUBSIDED
OUR MEMORIES ARE GONE AND SHATTER'D LIKE GLASS
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