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It’s weird how I was so sure,
Till the minute you walked out the door,
I forget what you left for,
I guess that’s a sign...

I was preoccupied,
Wrapped up in my own life,
Took for granted that you were by my side,
I guess I crossed the line...

You came to me,
Said baby please,
I’m giving you one more chance,
Before I leave,
I heard you speak,
But I couldn’t believe...

And now it’s gone,
We’ve fallen apart,
It feels wrong,
And I wanna go back to the start,
The problem with romance is there are no second chances,
Now it’s for real,
I never thought I’d say goodbye to you...
To you, to you, to you...

Everyone tries to comfort me now,
They say life comes in waves and eventually I’ll figure it out,
But until I do I’ve gotta make it through somehow,
Life goes on...

My friends claim to know how I feel,
They say they’ve been here before and it sucks cause it’s real,
But if they knew what I’m going through they’d just let me deal,
Cause the pity doesn’t make me strong...

When you came to me,
Said baby see,
That we’re falling apart,
I’m about to leave,
I heard you speak,
But I couldn’t believe...

And now it’s gone,
We’ve fallen apart,
It feels wrong,
And I wanna go back to the start,
The problem with romance is there are no second chances,
Now it’s for real,
I never thought I’d say goodbye to you...

Goodbye my dear,
It was great while it lasted,
I’m filled with fear,
But that’s what makes it so fantastic,
You were the one,
You were everything,
I know I’m young,
But I still feel the sting...
It’s gone...
It’s gone...

Now it’s gone,
We’ve fallen apart,
It feels wrong,
And I wanna go back to the start,
The problem with romance is there are no second chances,
But now it’s for real,
I never thought I’d say goodbye...
Now it’s for real,
I never thought I’d say goodbye to you...

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