Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Undone

Take our pictures off the walls tonight;
I don't wanna see you no more.
I don't wanna feel you no more.
Take our memories, throw them all aside;

I hope you finally get what you want,
Now you know...

I didn't wanna live without you,
I didn't wanna love without you,
I used to think I'd die without you,
Now it's killing me,
That we can be undone.

You're talking now and I'm hearin',
Everything that you say,
And I'm holding on, is a real phrase,
And it's dragging me along to my grave,
It's dragging me to my grave.

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