The Last Letra

take your words, take the couch,
and your records to
take your guilt and the guitar i gave you

i'm cleaning house, cleaning up,
need my piece of mind
i'm cashing out,
just fed up can't sleep at night
the game is called let's finally say
what we always knew
now looking back cause i'm over you

you 're not the last man left
or the last of my disasters
you 're not my last mistake
or the first to make me cry

so the last words yours:
i'm moving on to even-after
but you're the last time i'll ever compromise

it's 3 a.m. and once i'm losing it
i'm at the end and on the mend
but feeling stupid
you live and learn gotta find out who you're
but it still burns to be tossed back in the dark
so thanks for making me a little bit strong
why does always being
so damn dumb make us smarter
the clock is ticking things are it's a new moon
and i 'ii move on cause i always do

we may have said forever and a day
but there are some promises you break
nothings lasts what can i say
it was meant to be this way

so goodbye i hope your skies 're blue
i'll go and take a piece of you
nothings lasts what can i said
it was meant to be this way