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The Fine Art Of PretendingAnd now it's time for us to say goodbye. What was considered a friend is now lost and gone. I never felt I was one for you anyway. So maybe this is the end, but the end is all we need. We're different from you, I hope that if we do tell you goodbye, it will be for good. With this pain, you show no care. It's time to fix things, and let you die away. And someday, i wont be there and you'll turn to find me, I'm not there. But that doesn't really matter to you does it? With our spirits bruised and battered, why did you let it go this path? You don't need me, and that's the way it is, why did you let this happen? These are the words I have to speak. And this is goodbye my friend. I wont miss you, when you're gone! I've moved on and you're still the same. Let the tears add up, I've moved on and forgotten your name. Your name is a faded memory. Shards of glass count for the pieces that you've made of my trust. It can never be fixed, you can never mend the pieces back together. You caused this. Everything was fine before you came along, and everything will be fine long after you're gone! |