Now that we're through
I guess you'll be leaving
to pastures new.
Well, I won't be grieving.
Light outta darkness,
dreams outta dust.
Knowing that you
sold out my trust.
Well, I can't be part of that tragedy
knowing that you're so wrong for me.
I'm never through
through with believing.
Seems that it's true;
you were deceiving.
Light outta darkness,
dreams outta dust.
Lucky in life
if not in love.
Well, I can't be a part of this tragedy,
'Cause you and I were never meant to be
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