The Last Song

What a mess you've made of
Your pretty head
I can't believe they've left me here
All alone with you again
And I blurred the line
Between excuses and lies
Didn't realize you could
Still make me want to cry
(Didn't realize you could
Still make me want to cry)

And it's always dead
My endless time
Memories I can't get back
And conversation I'm trying to forget
This will be the last talk
This will be the last song
This will be the last time
And this will be the last apology

I hate myself for making you hate me
I hope to god you remember everything
Pick up the pieces of things I broke for you
It's just not right and I just can't love you
I can't believe that you made it sound so true
Awful things that you think I did to you
Some memories that you made up in your head
It's just not right and I can't go on like this
And I ashamed of who I tried to be
Make for sure that they'll take away these?
I'm sick and tired of all these boring burnt up feelings
I wish you'd let me be