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I took your promises

  placed them on the shelf

cried a little and washed my face

i couldnt see past the tears

remembering what we had

It was all so painful



I took your lies

  placed them with the promises

I knew things weren't meant to be

children playing games was what we were

now we're older and

nothings what it seems



I took our memories

  placed them under the bed

in a box i found on the curb

doesnt seem fair to put them in something nicer

they've all turned bitter anyway

we can't change it



I took my tears

  placed them in your hands

maybe for memory sake

just couldnt stand to keep them anymore

you've seemed to let go

maybe you'll try to grab me again with

all of this



I took your heart

  placed it back in one piece

where it belonged

you took mine and as much

as i hate all of this and wishing it wasnt

you still have it