In The End.

I guess its hard to say,
That I would make you pay,
The words that fall to the ground,
I wish I could rewind.

Every time the phone rings,
I dream it will be you in the line,
Oh how I dread the answer.

I smell the smoke,
Rising from the ground,
I hear the hate,
Falling from your mouth.

Can I take it back,
Or has it all been said,
I want to say,
I'm sorry and I love you,
But I cant lie.

In the end,
I can't wait for you to see,
That you really mean lots to me.