Nothing left to say.

Yeah, you've fucked up for the last time
You think you got everyone figured out
We're living in a glasshouse,
Cause everything's shattering all around

Now tell me what you're mad about
I'm tired of all of the nonsense
And if you were to leave me now
I'd probably do nothing to stop it

Cause I won't be missing you anymore
Missing you anymore
Kissing you anymore
Missing you anymore
Touching you anymore
No loving you anymore,
Is that what you really want?

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