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a good game
I talk a good game some days
But not good enough to keep you
So let's call an end
To this play... a curtain call if you will
To this theatre of tears
An encore performance
Is not in the cards
Let's take our bows and exit as friends
Someday will be able to say
That I'm ok, that it doesn't hurt to hear your voice
My time is done
My walls I have put back up
no more of this for me
I'm done
But not good enough to keep you
So let's call an end
To this play... a curtain call if you will
To this theatre of tears
An encore performance
Is not in the cards
Let's take our bows and exit as friends
Someday will be able to say
That I'm ok, that it doesn't hurt to hear your voice
My time is done
My walls I have put back up
no more of this for me
I'm done
Published 27th May 2013
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