This is the only lonely picture

Waiting on my floor

Littering my shore

This is the last true burning letter

Given to a girl

Written by a boy

Living in a world created to destroy



But if I built you a city, would you let me

Would you tear it down?



But there you go for the last time

I finally know now what I should have known then

That I could still be ruthless if you'll let me

But there you go and I'm not done

You're waving goodbye, but at least you're having fun

The rising tide will not let you forget me

Forget me



This is the ghost that kneels before me

Raises on her tongue, a body full of oxygen

It won't be the last time she'll ignore me

The thinning of my skin, without the strength to go

The winter's setting in, to cover you in snow



But if I built you a city, would you let me

Would you tear it down?



But there you go for the last time

I finally know now what I should have known then

That I could still be ruthless if you'll let me

But there you go and I'm not done

You're waving goodbye, but at least you're having fun

The rising tide will not let you forget me

Forget me

Forget me

Forget me, yeah



I'll raise towers and cloud them

Rivers and walk them

Oceans to drown in

You won't make a sound



But there you go for the last time

I finally know now what I should have known then

That I could still be ruthless if you'll let me

But there you go and I'm not done

You're waving goodbye, but at least you're having fun

The rising tide will not let you forget me

Forget me




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