Why do you always screw me over,
Why do you let nothing come easy?
Why do you never tell me the truth,
Why do you always try to make me move?
I don't know what our past friendship has meant to you,
But now we're tearing it apart,
Looking like fools.
I can't say this is easy,
But then again it's not hard.
For one time in my life,
This decision will hopefully be smart.
You can go burn our photographs,
And get rid of the pictures in your mind.
I don't care anymore,
I'm leaving you behind.
This is the end,
That also means goodbye.
Our game is over, so
I hope you had the time of your life.
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