I've been up and down this road before,
you sing along and walk out the door,
It makes no sense, this is how it ends .
You picture me, I picture you,
us walking down the avenue ,
It doesnt seem real, this is how I feel.
If we could go back to the place where it all began,
I could never ever see you standing there again .
This doesnt feel right .
Somehow I feel some mercy .
But it's so foolish of me,
to be blind to all of your idiocracy .
One day you'll look back and regret every single move .
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