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Oh it's too late
I got hit by the closing door
And as I watch myself reflect,
On the wrong side of
My, you've changed,
You turned the corner I'll never go
I admit I feel a bit deceived
You're expecting I'd follow
Bandoliers
To fight me, dear
Nobody caused the rift,
We've just grown apart now
So,
Prepare, and take aim
Then fire
I'm fooling myself,
Fooling myself into believing you
All these fictionary tales,
You're telling yourself
Selfish, like a child that's never heard of no
I watched him ever changing you,
Never find us
Bandoliers
To fight you, dear
Nobody caused the rift,
Can't become what I'm not
You've always my heart,
So if it must be broken
Prepare, and take aim,
Then fire
Fire away
If you must, but I only came
Just to let you know: this is goodbye
Oh, goodbye
Oh, goodbye
Oh, goodbye
Prepare, and take aim,
Then fire
Cause no one can make me die
No one can make, make me cry