The broken hearts, the things you take,
Never will I make the same mistake.
I figured you out, like a puzzle, a game,
You’ll always be the one in shame.
I never miss your golden hair,
Your lovely eyes,
The way you stare.
I never will cry out for help again,
This is the end,
This is the end.
Never will I make the same mistake.
I figured you out, like a puzzle, a game,
You’ll always be the one in shame.
I never miss your golden hair,
Your lovely eyes,
The way you stare.
I never will cry out for help again,
This is the end,
This is the end.
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