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It was a memorable night

Finally, I woke and saw the signs

My own damnation was delayed

The salvation came right away

I'm standing at your room

Holding the only piece we two had

It's too hard to resume

Breaking all I had made you feel glad

I know we can talk this through

And hear your made-up excuse

Like you did the first time

This time, I'm very tired

I washed these pieces you gave me

To remind you I've been real

I'm giving them all back to you

What I want is to forget you

Clean and white is this glass you gave me

As innocent as I thought you'd be

The blade hurt me stronger than I thought

Everything was so wrong all along