It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain, as if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain. There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again, just the sweet pain of watching your back as you walk, as I'm watching you walk away. And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head and I remember every word you said.
It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried. It's a hard thing faking a smile when it feels like I'm falling apart inside.
It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried. It's a hard thing faking a smile when it feels like I'm falling apart inside.
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