Cutting it for good

by Treasure   Sep 9, 2004


My mind is littered with things i want to say
I feel so cold now and want this to go away
My heart it numb and I can't feel a thing
Maybe thats because of your selfish little sting

I'm suffocating on the thought of you
Holding my breath until you say I love you too
My pride won't let me call you, something you probably knew
I have to cut the final cord, and tell you we're really through

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