Game Over

I have nothing for you, everything was blow out of porportion and you'll never have it back.

My pulse beats slow, with a no tears to shed

No emotions to show, no smiles to spread

 

No chairsed past, no cries and no laughs

No sorrow for you, no lies to construe

 

No words to discribe, no feelings inside

Not in my head, it's pretty much said

 

That dumb little date, oh how much I hate

The feelings inside, it's finally goodbye

 

You screwed it up, that's just your luck

You had it all, it was thrown at the wall

 

You come back, and I laugh and I laugh

Done with this act, and your a*s stupid mask