I'm stuck in a land of Deserted love now full of hate. In a school playground where Best friends are now enemies:
Walk away from that lost soul, Pretend that you're a painted picture hanging on a wall, Kiss these silent dreams goodbye; For this is the last night.
Raindrops start to fall heavily Upon her parade He doesn’t love her, Like she loves him.
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