The End.
I've been trying to tell you something
But you never understand
I feel like we've been going 'round in circles
You look at me like I've become
A stranger on the streets,
A skeleton that's been hiding in your closet
I see you next to me but still you feel so far away
Where did we go wrong?
(Where did we go wrong?)
I guess this is the part where you look at me
And say goodbye?
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