We've had some fun 
but our story is complete
The moral knife still twisting deep
That improper thing must always be beat
So, you turn your back 
and off you creep

Promising me each memory
you’ll fondly keep
And with my battered trust 
and my itchy feet
how firmly you believe 
I’ll casually retreat
back into the dark
at the end of the street

We knew the rules, we knew the game
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