It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say that I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I have my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
Worse than the fear it's the lie you told a thousand times before
Worse than a fear, it's the knife.
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by, and I cried
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