No more words to be said
No more tears will shed
No more hate to be fed
No more lies to be heard
No more thoughts in my mind
Thinking you were a find
So now I leave you behind
Goodbye
No more thoughts as to what
Could be holding you up
So now I give up this game
No more wondering why
When you laugh I cry
Or think it was I
That was wrong
Hope you have a good life
While I pull out the knife
Now on with my life
I'm done
Can't believe that I thought
All the lies that I bought
That you could ever be the one
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