Comes a time
When saying sorry won't do
When saying I love you is a habitude
When I grow tired of me and you
When hate takes over and love is lost
There was a time
When I gave up my life and yours
To live one that didn't last
A life of acting and faking
Now its time
To stop this constant control
To break out of this role
To wash your smell off my skin
To scratch you from under my skin
Love is colder than death
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