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Borrowed Time

I’ve come clean

I’ve confessed

I’ve got it off my chest

I’ve entered a contest

Where no one wins

No sugar

No sunshine

You’re leaving me behind

You’ll always be under my skin

You haven’t heard a word I’ve said

If you want to leave me go ahead

I’d rather sleep in an empty bed

Than behind a veil of lies

I’m on your list of forgotten lovers

Just a failure like all the others

Every time I see you a piece of me dies

Baby this is goodbye

This is goodbye

You’ve loved me

You’ve used me

Controlled me

Confused me

You like to abuse me

I’ve lost my mind

You’re lightning

You’re thunder

The black cloud I’m under

I’m living on borrowed time

You haven’t heard a word I’ve said

I wonder what goes on inside your head

I’d rather sleep in an empty bed

Than behind a veil of lies

I’m on your list of forgotten lovers

Just a failure like all the others

Every time I see you a piece of me dies

Baby this is goodbye

This is goodbye

You planned your escape before you arrived

I’m on your list of forgotten lovers

Just a failure like all the others

Every time I see you a piece of me dies

Baby this is goodbye

This is goodbye