Before I say another word
Just know that my intentions were pure
But you can't stand to be in silence
All you can hear is your own voice, fueling delusion in you
And I'm just...
So sick of backing down that I might just spill it all
And if I do you won't be coming back without a deep scar in your soul
Are you not sick of playing games
Sick of giving blame
Sick of fucking living like the world has never given you a life defining day?
And I can't relate
And I feel nothing for you
And I feel nothing for you
And I feel
It's too late, too late
I've buried this and it's evident
You won't change, won't change
And I feel nothing for...
My mind is torn, I hate it but I long to feel what I felt before
But you just keep moving towards me
What do, I do what do I say
Can you kindly just refrain
What's here for me
Why hide the truth
That I feel nothing for you
And I feel nothing for you
And I feel
It's too late, too late
I've buried this and it's evident
You won't change, won't change
And I feel nothing for you
Broke away but you're starving for closure
Seem together but you know that I know ya
Know this is real, this is real
It's too late, too late
I've buried this and it's evident
You won't change, won't change
I feel
It's too late, too late
I've buried this and it's evident
You won't change, won't change
And I feel nothing for you
And I feel nothing for you
And I feel...
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