At first / I could say / I could say or do / just whatever I liked / You would / you would not / You would not answer / that's alright / Oh / I can't believe in the morning of your silence / You will never cut / you will never cut the threads of your reliance / You can / you can deny / you can deny that I was anything to you / But I know / I know in my mind / I can see the scars / the scars I've left on you / I can't believe in the morning of your silence / You will never cut / you will never cut the threads of your reliance / When we are passed in the street / You can try and cover it up with whatever you like / Lipstick, mascara, that kind of thing / You won't fool me / you won't fool anyone / They'll take one look at you / and they'll know the kind of person they're dealing with / You can laugh about it / you can pretend that you weren't involved / But you know what went on in that room that night / You know what was said / ans you know you'll never forget / I hate the sight of the face I have destroyed through our alliance / I won't forget how loved I once was and how much I loved your eyes / So the bedroom becomes a funeral parlour once again / See the corpse of former feeling laid out stiff and white for all to see / So / this is the end / But we'll still be good friends, won't we? / We'll still be good friends, won't we? / We'll still be good friends, won't we? / Goodbye.
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