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i thought you were happy

how could i have been so wrong

its never happened before

but i think this was your plan

I wish i could have known

before you fucked with my head

I think i found a reason

to your silent treason

As i watch you from the crowd

as i come crashing down

and then you walked away

like all the times before

I need to face that your gone

And Its a matter of blood

I can't forget what you've done

you left me with no choice

but to go out on my own again

I Don't know how to deal

With the pain anymore

just knowing your not here

it seems like a horrible dream

that i can't bring to an end

The truth is still unknown

of how im going to

take our photographs down

Just can't bring myself

to forget all about you

It is easier said than done

there are those cold nights

i can hear you still calling my name

I Have to bring myself to realize

that its not as real as i want it to be

Still want to know how you could

how you could do this to me

I need to face that your gone

And Its a matter of blood

I can't forget what you've done

you left me with no choice

but to go out on my own again

But now i know that

love is lesson that is learned

and im not going to let

this happen again

i promise i won't forget