Title Fight - Memorial Field

It was quiet while we walked through Kingston
Hand in hand
The streetlights led us to where you lived
We were alone and all you could say was
"All good things must come to an end"

You said the words in my mouth
Were more alive than I was
I guess I don't belong here
I guess I don't belong
Why not tie a noose around my neck?
I'm sure it'd be much more subtle
Than everything that you said
I've played your games too many
Times and I've grown tired yeah, I'm tired

So deal with it
Can't sleep, can't think tonight
I'm stuck i can't get out of this

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