IRC-Galleria

this is the end, you know
lady, the plans we had went all wrong
we ain't nothing but fight and shout and tears

find a new one to fool
leave and don't look back, i won't follow
we have nothing left, it's the end of our time

out of my life, out of my mind
out of the tears that we can't deny
we need to swallow all our pride
and leave this mess behind
out of my head, out of my bed
out of the dreams we had, they're bad
tell them it's me who made you sad
tell them the fairytale gone bad