It's over, and we're done.

My tears run down like razorblades
and no, I'm not the one to blame
It's you, or is it me?
And all the words we never say
Come out, and now we're all ashamed
And there's no sense in playing games
When you've have done all you can do

But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?

That's it. We're done. Since you have already make that move, I might as well will do my own part and the decision is made. I'll just wait the time to come and I'll walk out and never let you be so 'troubled' anymore. I just can't believe this thing could happened.

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