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See it for what it is
Brush back my hair and catch a glare
Your evil stare begging me to dare
Pick a fight unfair, the burden we share
But I change gears, force my mind to clear
Compress my fear, won't shed these tears
Memories so dear of when I held you near
These feelings are dead in my heart of lead
All the lies you fed turned your hands to red
So I lightly tread over the scars you bled
We became a chore so you walked out the door
What there was before there is no more
Cut me to the core, leave my heart on the floor
Nothing left to see of you and me
The past is just a memory of what we used to be
I hold it tightly, remnants of our catastrophe
There is no cure for the pain we endure
Your actions absurd and our love was impure
We withdrew unsure and it feels so obscure
Words left unsaid are nowhere up ahead
A snip of the thread and we're lost instead
Like a shot to the head our love falls dead
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