I'm Gone

When she walks through that door, she knows he's not there.
When she walks through that door, they cant help but stare
at the scars that he left. The marks that he made.
They knew all along
that there would come a day
When she's stand up and say

Im done
Tell that sorry *** I'm gone
I'm tired of hanging around and lieing to myself
And tell her, his lovins all the same
its just a little game
and she'll find out soon enough.

Because no matter what they tell you, rough love it isnt fun





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