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I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and tired-
Running on emotions
Like a bad electrical wire

How many times do I have to hear your ****-
That's it-
I quit-
I'm over it.

You say that you love me,
That there can't be anyone else
Then you shove words down my throat
And threaten me with something else

I've stood strong for so long
Taking and taking
I've let you live your life
But now the bend is breaking

This is it for the taking
This is history in the making
It's me versus you-
And there is no mistaking...

I'm gonna let go of the past
Break the mold of this cast
This is history at last
I'm letting your bad love fade fast.
Little bit awkward
As we sit here in silence
When everything
Before us
Used to be nothing but violence

We'd argue and yell
Before an argument even started
Choosing words like ammo
Handing over trophies to
The biggest 'broken hearted'

We'd shoot phrases
With precision
True Marksmen who could
Think without making decisions

A game of fools
Mending love
With wrong tools
Like artists with no talent
Until our love went silent.
As
the
sun
rises
against
the
horizon
it
tells
everything
to
wake
up­
with
a
warm
whisper
making
way
for
beautiful
days
every
time
it
shines.­
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