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The love we once had has been killed and left to rot in the ground 

It doesn't hurt anymore when I see you are not around 

It's easier to keep the pain inside than to Let it out

You blame me, but you should take a look in the mirror now

Maybe it's better this way

Maybe it's how things were supposed to turn out

Maybe I should

Drive the nail in the coffin

Pull the pin on the grenade

Maybe I should

Stand back while you keep falling

Become the monster you hate

Maybe it's better this way

The bond we once shared has become frayed and hanging by a string

It doesn't hurt anymore since I don't feel a fucking thing

It's easier to keep my words inside, don't say anything

You shame me, but when you look in the mirror it's unforgiving

Maybe it's better this way

Maybe it's how things were supposed to turn out

Maybe I should

Drive the nail in the coffin

Pull the pin on the grenade

Maybe I should

Sit back as you keep falling

Become the one thing you hate

Maybe it's better this way

It's better this way

It's better this way

Now

I know I should

Drive the nail in the coffin

Pull the pin on the grenade 

Stand back while you keep falling

Become the monster you hate

Become the one thing you hate

I am the one thing you hate now

Trust me, It's better this way

6/8/23