I could have treated you better
But you couldn't have treated me worse
But its he who laughs last
Is he who cries first
Sometimes I feel I know strangers
Much better than I know my friends
Why must a beginning
Be the means to an end
The stones from my enemies
These wounds will mend
But I cannot survive
The roses from my friends
When the last word has been spoken
And we've beared witness to the final setting sun
All that shall remain is a token
Of what we've said and done
When all we've had has been forsaken
Distant church bells no longer ring
That's the sound of a heart taken
And the story of tears from a king
The stones from my enemies
These wounds will mend
But I cannot survive
The roses from my friends
This may be the last time that I see you
Forgive me for holding you close
This may be the last time I see you
So of this moment I will make the most
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