Saturday, June 27, 2009

Goodbye

Well maybe I can't hate you,
I love you so much
But I'm sick of this sweet talk
That's all it is
I'm tired of you pretending
And I'm not buying your lies
We always try to make it work
Until something dies
My spirit is gone, it's broken
Because of all the words you've spoken
I wish that I could go back
When everything was great
Instead of all the love I had for you
I wish I'd learned to hate
Now nothing is the same
There's no name for you and I
Except Goodbye.

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