Done...

<br>my memories of better days still stand in my way because no matter what i say i still play your game.<br>the frustration of wanting things that you cant see.<br>and its hurting you but its killing me,<br>its feeding my disbelief.<br>and i take back all that ive done.<br>i cant take back, whats done is done.<br>ive seen the pain in your face,<br>the pain in your eyes.<br>its no surprise to me,<br>i see what ive done wrong.<br>no sense in holdin on,<br>now standin side by side,<br>i hope i tried.<br>i realize its the end of our time,<br>the end of our lives together.<br>now theres no words left for me to say cuz i know that things wont change.<br>and theres nothin left to rearrange,<br>all thats left is the memory.<br>i cant take back all that ive done.<br>and theres nothin left for me to say because whats done is done