Last Page, End of Story, Close the Book and Don?T Look Back
As I purge my mind of all the memories bits and pieces that still infuriate me
I remember being on the phone with her in our last conversation
and in the background I could hear what her new boy friend was saying
Threatening to leave and reminding her about the things I?d done
Then you claimed I had not changed
You said I was still very angry
I said under the circumstances how would you feel
If the only love you knew was being decided upon a moments notice
No more chasing
No more memories
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back
Then suddenly another memory a psychic gave your mom advice
She said you were going to have to choose between two lovers
But that moment in time had no rhyme and we just laughed it off
But as I reminded her of that time I could hear fear through a fateful sigh
then suddenly everything in my mind began to flicker
Like a candle blowing in the wind
My mind my soul prepared to let go
Like an addiction that feeds off the regret
No more chasing
No more memories
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back
Another reel of my memory plays
Like sitting in a dark room with a tv on and remote in hand
Skipping through the channels
And watching each clip
She said I have to call you back
but I already knew what the answer would be
It was in her voice when that moment became a reality.
She buckled under pressure and I was out of the picture
No more chasing
No more memories
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back
Our break up was resentful
Unfortunately it was all based on a lie
And for six years she hated me
However she never really knew the truth why
And as one last image begins to float away like a balloon
I see the engagement ring and the party
I see what could have been, should?ve been but is not going to happen
I see you on face book with two kids and an illegitimate husband
No more chasing
No more memories
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back
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