I am feeling so chopped and screwed
Every time I trust and believe you
Your pretentious love is not what I need in my life
Your hollow heart has no room in mine
Our intense conversations has turned into
A boring meeting of sorts
One word answers
No life beyond
Walking away is what I do best
Running back to you is what puts me in a mess
Guess it's time to face the facts
Our song has played it's last note
We've danced our last tune
No more You and I
No more ride or die
It's just the dust
Left behind
Us.
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