I feel it, this tention inside of me
Pressure is presently pushing down on me
The First time,
it starts with just you and I'm
Repeating myself, but you don't hear me

I can see what you see
but is it worth it to me?
its the same old conversation
Over and over and over

i get sick and tired of
all those lies you tell me
You say those same things to me
Over and over and over

You seem to say your surprised
I see right trough you this time
But I keep telling you
It's over, it's over, it's over

You've taken, these things that belong to me
Twisted so tightly, and sorted so carefully
The last time, the hands were just you and
im Alone in a room with these taunted sheets

I can see what you see
And it wanted to me
the same old conversaton
Over and over and over

I get sick and tired of
all those lies told me
You say those same things to me
Over and over and over

You seem to say your surprised
I see right trough you this time
But I keep telling you
It's over, it's over, it's over

you swore, i would regret it
Now thanks to you I can't forget it
'cast all this, 'constint this battle
won't even miss you at all
Free from the slap that you go

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I get sick and tired of
all those lies you told me
You say the same things to me
Over and over and over

You seem to say your surprised
I see right trough you this time
But I keep telling you

It's over, it's over, it's over.