I am trying not to hate you
for pussing me aside
but whin a heart is brooking,
its to hart to hide
i need somoene to safe me
its so hart to vind the way
and i don't now if i survife
i qeuse thers nothing laft to say
everything is just a memory
but now i now
we werent ment to be
i am traying not to hate you
for pussing me aside
but when a heart is brooking
its to hart hide
don't keep me dreaming
all the hope is gone
better to hurt me unestly
don't keep me haning on
my heart will understand
just walk a way
you don't have to stay
i am traying not to hate you
for pussing me aside
but when a heart is brooking
its to hart to hide
stet me free
don't give any hope to me
set me free
make the true plane to see
the game you were play is over now
and the last thing i say to you is
goodbye, goodbye,goodbye
(dit is een liedje, dat ik en mijn beste vriendin hebben uitgevonden, ik weet dan er veel schrijf fouten instaan, dus sorry daarvoor)