Maybe if you knew what your words meant,
You would'nt say them,
Because when you say good-bye,
With no feeling,
It makes me want to prove you wrong,
You think i'm lieing,
And i am,
I could'nt kill myself,
I've already tryed,
It's just to hard,
You'd be suprised,
The memorys that flash back dont mean a thing,
Its the pain that makes me stop,
Because it hurts to much,
When you say good-bye,
With no feeling,
It makes me want to die,
So you would be suprised,
To prove you wrong,
Your words mean so much,
They could kill me.
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