Dead Sea

August 16, 2011
Here we go again,
Third time this week,
Fighting starts and someone leaves.

I walk away but you chase me down,
You're always sayin',"Please don't leave now."

What's left to say when the feeling's gone,
Ain't much, but life goes on,
Walkin' away is hard to do,
Get's easier when I don't see you.

Nothing left to say,
My fighting's gone,
Maybe I was too headstrong.
But then again, you pushed and pushed.
More and more, I realized there was no 'us'.

Why's it have to be so hard?
I thought we could just be friends.
Now I'm waiting for this nightmare to end.

What's left to say when the feeling's gone,
Ain't much, but life goes on,
Walkin' away is hard to do,
Get's easier when I don't see you.

Nothing left to say,
My fighting's gone,
Maybe I was too headstrong.
But then again, you pushed and pushed.
More and more, I realized there was no 'us'.

Now I look back on what I've done,
I know I've done things wrong.
But what exactly did I do to deserve you telling me to leave?
I'm not gonna sit here and drown in your memories.

Take everything you've ever gave me,
They're no use to me.
The only thing they do is take me to where I don't want to be,
Make me drown in a dead sea.

What's left to say when the feeling's gone,
Ain't much, but life goes on,
Walkin' away is hard to do,
Get's easier when I don't see you.

Everything reminds me of you...?





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