Saying this won’t mean a thing,
For I shan’t stop what I’m doing.
I fain doing these things
Though it breaks my heart greatly.
I have to do these, no matter what,
No matter how these deeply cut.
These are for our own sakes.
These are for your own good.
They say I have time to hold on
And enough strength to carry it,
But I know what’ll happen if I press on,
And to give up is what I need.
So, baby, don’t cry,
For the loneliness in your eyes kills me.
I know you can quit it if you try,
So, cheer up, but I’m sorry.
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