Words tumble from my lips
Down into the depths of your soul
They hit you hard, your heart
It thumps as if it were half full
Our eyes burn like wildfires
As I sit there watching you
Nothing more is said
I guess we'll say good bye through and through
Drip, dropp and then they came
Each one hit the ground
But I felt them burn my cheek
Still the silence had no shame
And then right in my gut was that knot
It twisted and twirled
My head even whirled
Longer I resisted the worse it got
He just won't understand
I'm not that person, the one
Where everything comes together as planned
You think it's a riddle
Oh, I wish it weren't true
But here it is I'm really not for you
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