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You took your time

in telling me all the things

all the things you felt

and now the phone has dropped from my hand

your voice still repeating in my head

and all the hurtful words you said

and it all ended with your lovely voice

goodbye



Its only been a day or two

And im fighting this urge to speak too you

Im stopping myself from pressing the five

this phone haunts me with your voice

your voice all so sweet but hurtful

and it all ended with your lovely voice

goodbye



And now i saw you at our place

the place we sat and watched the space

with your new you sit and watch

its hard to see you got over me soo fast

so now the picture frams are broke in half

and the pictures are all burnt to ash

and as i watch your face burn away

goodbye

goodbye



i never wanted to hear you say

goodbye