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So, listen. I need to talk to you.
This is the last thing in the world I ever wanted to do.
There's something that's been weighing on my mind for a while, and all this beating 'round the bush just isn't my style.
So, you know these problems that we've had, and how lately things've just gotten bad?
It seems all I do is make you mad, so I think it's time we went our separate ways.
Hey.
Don't cry, I can't think when you get that way.
Everything that I say or do
Only seems to further annoy you.
Is there nothing left that we had before? That spark just isn't there anymore.
Sometimes I'll lie away at night and remember when everything was alright,
But now, all we ever do is fight. And I'm sorry, but I can't go on this way.
They say
"These things start small but they all get bigger someday."
Someday. Someday! These things start small, but they all get bigger someday.
I'm sick of all this fighting. I'm sick of all these lies.
Everything we are is everything that I despise.
I'm sorry if this hurts you my beautiful friend,
But these things always end badly.
Otherwise, they wouldn't end.
Come to me now, take this last kiss;
Believe me, I'm sorry but it's like this.
I'm sorry if I make you cry,
I'm gonna miss you, baby. Good luck. Goodbye.
Maybe someday years from now,
You will think of me and you'll wonder how
You could let it all get to you, and you'll remember all the good things we would do.
And you'll be okay.
Well it might hurt now, but it's gonna get better someday.