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My hands are twisted around the throat of past regrets
I messed everything up and its all your fault
Why did you have to be so perfect?
My dry eyes cannot see, and the only picture I have of you
Is washed away with tears.
My hands are numb, and I can't write this anymore
I promise you the world and so much more
My eyes are hidden behind my future
Nothing seems to make sense anymore
Like it did before?
We shared such a moment that still can't be replaced
I don't know what to do now
My heart keeps decieving, and your all i'm seeing
Hope and happiness, drowned in such sorrow
But I'll tell you a secret
This. Aint. Over.
I messed everything up and its all your fault
Why did you have to be so perfect?
My dry eyes cannot see, and the only picture I have of you
Is washed away with tears.
My hands are numb, and I can't write this anymore
I promise you the world and so much more
My eyes are hidden behind my future
Nothing seems to make sense anymore
Like it did before?
We shared such a moment that still can't be replaced
I don't know what to do now
My heart keeps decieving, and your all i'm seeing
Hope and happiness, drowned in such sorrow
But I'll tell you a secret
This. Aint. Over.
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