Last time i said
you ought to cry..
you did, i came back
but i don't know why..
now your not sure
you want it this way..
but not long ago
you begged me to stay..
i hate how easy
i come back to you..
arms wide open
like you love me too..
well this is the end
my final goodbye..
but this time I'm not
hoping you'll cry..
i want you to remember
something thats real..
you had it, you lost it,
now try to deal...