You left it all so cut and dried
So gone you may as well have died
Without your arms to hug me, without your voice to drug me
I know now that you're ugly inside
You kept your secrets hidden deep
I may as well have been asleep
Without your hands to slap me, without your words to trap me
I know that you're unhappy inside
It no longer bothers me to see your silly face
All that hurt from way back when is gone without a trace
If you think that I intended these words to be a slight
I guess it serves you right
You used to stamp we with the blame
It may as well have been a game
Without your verbal fire, without your cheap desire
I know that you're a liar inside
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You left it all so cut and dried
So gone you may as well have died
Without your arms to hug me, without your voice to drug me
I know now that you're ugly inside
You kept your secrets hidden deep
I may as well have been asleep
Without your hands to slap me, without your words to trap me
I know that you're unhappy inside
It no longer bothers me to see your silly face
All that hurt from way back when is gone without a trace
If you think that I intended these words to be a slight
I guess it serves you right
You used to stamp we with the blame
It may as well have been a game
Without your verbal fire, without your cheap desire
I know that you're a liar inside
So gone you may as well have died
Without your arms to hug me, without your voice to drug me
I know now that you're ugly inside
You kept your secrets hidden deep
I may as well have been asleep
Without your hands to slap me, without your words to trap me
I know that you're unhappy inside
It no longer bothers me to see your silly face
All that hurt from way back when is gone without a trace
If you think that I intended these words to be a slight
I guess it serves you right
You used to stamp we with the blame
It may as well have been a game
Without your verbal fire, without your cheap desire
I know that you're a liar inside
Writer: Brian Marek
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