by Nick Gisburne
There’s nothing left to play, no game to win
We’ve broken every bond we had to break
The memories together, skin to skin
Are more than any torment I can take
I’m stronger than the fool you think you know
I’ll never let you back inside my head
We lost the art of loving long ago
Whatever spark we found is cold and dead
Believe me when I say this is the end
Enjoy your freedom; waste it while you can
The dream we shared, too meaningless to mend
Was broken long before it all began
We had a moment, maybe, you and I
A moment left to falter, fade, and die
