You stood there all heartless,
And asked me to walk away.

So I did cross that bridge
even though walking away
stole every ounce of my happiness.

Now here I am finally burning bridges.
Walking away while it crumbles
Right beneath my feet.

So even if you ever change your mind,
You will never get me back.

There will only be ashes and both of our miseries.
Mourning the death of our love story.

I am burning these bridges that I am walking away from.

So here I am burning this bridge.
Drenched in miseries,
Writhing in heartaches.
We are looking at each other,
Watching at both ends…
Watching as our hope ends.

Baby, I’m not a —”maybe”

Baby, I’m not a  — “maybe”
You gotta be sure, this is what you want.
Because here I’m burning this bridge.
So that I can’t come back…
Even if you want me.
So that I can’t come back…
Even if I want.

♡ X O X O ♡
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