Just so you know, I don't want to be here anymore.
I'm tired and bored of picking broken pieces off the floor.
I wish I knew the consequence of this before I did.
I wish I know how everything would end before it did.
So please, I'm down on my knees.
I need you to forgive me for everything.
I let you go, but wishing everyday I still had hold.
I've lost it all, and everything I had is gone for good.
'Cos I liked it more before I admitted I was wrong.
I miss that feeling, do you miss that feeling?
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