What was it that made you want me, but abuse me?
Realize it's too late now for your guns,
The battle has been had and done,
You're just the one that never was.
Late nights, stressed fights,
If only I left sooner and saved my life.
Was it worth the struggle I put up through strife?
It's time to let go reliving the knives,
The battle has been had and done,
You're just the one that never was.
And if you only knew,
That I was never even in love with you.
You'd be christened the fool,
Throw yourself over that rooftop too.
Love is what happens when you become attached,
But you never had the strings of my heart,
And never will, alas.
[I have moved on, I will heal.
But you,
You will always be the bleeding wound,
To everyone you get close to.]

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