| The sky is painted blue and gray
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| I’ll say goodbye to your lost soul
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| Eulogize and drop a rose
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| I’ll burn the bridge and walk away
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| There’s no need to make amends
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| We were never even friends
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| It doesn’t matter what you meant to me
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| I’ll remember what you did to me
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| This is the end of our symphony
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| It’s funny how our story is a tragedy
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| 'Cause you’re dead to me
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| I buried every picture, every memory
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| Sleeping six feet under
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| You are dead to me
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| And there’s no resurrection
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| Because of your deception
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| You are dead and gone
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| Nothing that you say can save us now
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| When I cut you off I cut you out
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| Nothing that you say can save us now
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| You are dead, dead to me
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| You never wanted this to grow
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| Built a wall to trap me in
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| But every moment has its end
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| It’s time to let you go
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| I let you have the best of me
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| Now you’re just a memory
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| You thought you had me where you wanted me
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| You’re misery and you love company
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| This is the end of our symphony
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| It’s funny how our story is a tragedy
|
| 'Cause you’re dead to me
|
| I buried every picture every memory
|
| Sleeping six feet under
|
| You are dead to me
|
| And there’s no resurrection
|
| Because of your deception
|
| You are dead and gone
|
| Nothing that you say can save us now
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| When I cut you off I cut you out
|
| Nothing that you say can save us now
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| You are dead, dead to me
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| Dead to me
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| It’s funny how our history is a tragedy
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| I’m moving on
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| I think it’s time to say goodbye
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| Goodbye
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| I’m moving on
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| You are dead to me
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| I buried every picture, every memory
|
| Sleeping six feet under
|
| You are dead to me
|
| And there’s no resurrection
|
| Because of your deception
|
| You are dead and gone
|
| Nothing that you say can save us now
|
| When I cut you off I cut you out
|
| Nothing that you say can save us now
|
| You are dead, dead to me
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| Nothing that you say can save us now |