《Time Can't Heal This》The End.
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I don't know what else to say.
I had no where to turn.
I guess I lost my way.
You just let us burn.
I wish I could say that I didn't feel a thing.
But I think I always knew how badly this would sting.
Baby, it really hurts.
And I wasn't prepared for how unprepared I might still be.
'Cause I held on to everything.
Yeah, I remember all the pain.
All the laughter.
All the good, all the bad.
Every memory that we ever had.
Now I think I'm going crazy
'Cause I can't stop this.
And I'm not being foolish when I say;
I watched my heart leave my body that day.
You didn't care while you just walked away.
I only stopped you in the middle of your sentence
Because I knew where it was heading.
And I just couldn't handle the reality that we could really be done.
This is really the end of us.
So I close my eyes but I don't sleep.
And I cook 3 meals a day but I never eat.
I know this is for the best but it's killing me.
Now I don't know what else to say.
Doesn't really matter tho anyway.
Nothing really matters in the end.
We both know that it has to be this way.
It's just a shame to give up on so many years
that can never be replaced.
But now I don't know what to say.
My heart will never be the same.
I guess this is The End.
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