Here it goes again.
How long will it last this time.
How much more fighting can we take.
Plates are thrown.
Feelings are slapped back in to reality.
You think we would of given up by now,
It's a sign, I'm sure,
But what kind?
Is it telling us to give up on each other?
Or is it telling us love is just hard and just needs a little bit of work?
But im to weak now.
I can't take any more.
This has been just to hard for me.
We been down to many roads like this before,
Nothing can fix this.
We have to give up.
Don't tell me you love me.
Love is not based on hate.
So i say good-bye to you,
As i step out the front door.
I don't dare to look back,
Or else I would of came back for more.
 
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