Go.

Sep 25, 2005 11:38

You slip in and out of our sheets like the words slip from you lips.
Take a step back and look at what you've done, the damn attitude has to go.
Can you break my heart with one hand in my chest on the other on my hips?
I carved your initials into my heart and bled you every day, just go.
Pack you clothes and regrets to take with you down the road.
You're wasting time every time you look over my way, I had to go.
I'm just as far in as you are out, keep going, I don't miss a thing.
If it's too painful don't turn around to see me watching you go.
And since it's all gone to hell, I'm pushing it up six feet under.
And you'll be able to tell it's my fucking comeback.
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