If I thought there was a chance
for one last dance
I'd seize it in a moment.
But you know as well as I
that as the last song dies,
so does the love and our friendship.
Do you realize that
we could have been so much more than
just a few stupid kids
but that's all washed away with the tide.
I just want you to know,
I've bent and bent and now I'm beaking,
been there, done that before,
I've heard these slamming doors,
over and over.
I can't control the tears behind my eyes,
You promised you'd never make me cry.
You lied.
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