The rain fell,
Falling from heaven to hell,
Memorys of you and me,
Don't mean the same so leave me be,
I don't understand your pain,
But I no longer feel the same,
I am happy with another,
I won't pretend that you're like my brother,
Why lie to your own friend?
There is no need to prtend,
We're over, through, it is the end,
I will no longer read emails your friend sends,
Your not the one I love anymore,
To me your nothing more than a whore,
Your hanging with 'Pretty' boys,
They're just like your living toys,
You tell them what to do,
And for some reason they love you,
So go back to your toys,
'Plastic' girls and 'pretty' boys,
Have fun as puppet master,
'Cos' all I think is that you're a bastard...
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