Once all I wanted was really to stay. When I find out it's not just a phase. I just cant see things working out. The way I planned them in my head. So forget it, Im runnin and Im never looking back.
And it feels like this is the last chance I have to say. Every word that I've been fighting. Well, I have finally decided to hold my head up with pride.
It's amazing how quick. We could turn an argument. Into a fight for what is right. When the conversation dies. I will rip my tongue out. Just to show how much I don't want you.