8 acessos
You like to think that I am giving up
I'd like to see you try
You like to think that I'm running away
Well, so long, farewell, goodbye
Well, I've had enough
I see through your bluff
And I'll raise you everything
That you have grown to love
I see through your mask
I don't think you'll last
With your so-called honesty
And the lack thereof
I can't be this enemy
You hoped I'd become
I can't fill the void
To make you feel more welcome
The last thing I had hoped to be
Was broken and numb
But, I think I am ready for
Whatever may come