Isn't it wonderfull,the way we hurt eachother?
This love,this love feels like a filthy game,
Being played by two heartbroken Masters.
And yet I love this game called love,called you.

I hate the way you win from me,
The way you smash my heart without knowing it.
So let me bring “Silence” into this game of ours,
My!,didn’t that hurt? It hurts you but it kills me.

I’ll carve your name into my heart,
Trust me,sweetheart: I’ll love you even when i’m falling apart.
Look at what we’ve done to eachother,
Isn’t it time to end this filthy game of ours?

Stop acting like i’m some object,
And I’ll break this silence i’ve created.
I’ll pick up your hearts broken pieces,
And lime it together for you,even tho my own heart is battered and staind.

I suppose this is what they call love,
It hurts and it burns and yet we can’t live without it.
It’s “You” there and it’s “me” here and I want it to be “We”.
I want to smile again for no reason,and just spend forever in your arms..

 
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