I don't need you anymore.
The thought makes me drop through the floor.
It's time to go through another door.
Stop and see, we've been here before.
Where'd you go?
I've been searching since tomorrow.
It's hard to think that your life is filled with sorrow.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let it go.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let us know.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let us go.
It was the means to the end that got us started.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 1:18 AM UTC
I don't need you anymore.
The thought makes me drop through the floor.
It's time to go through another door.
Stop and see, we've been here before.
Where'd you go?
I've been searching since tomorrow.
It's hard to think that your life is filled with sorrow.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let it go.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let us know.
I hate to say it, but it's time to let us go.
It was the means to the end that got us started.