How ironic is it
That you don’t see this comin’
That you won’t be able
To wrap your head around this
But I don’t want
To speak
To see
To hear you anymore
And how ironic is it
That I didn’t see this comin’
That I didn’t think I’d be able
To close this door
But now I’m done playin’
This damn game of chess
And now I’m done bein’
The pawn to your bishop
The pawn to your bishop
The pawn to your bishop
Well now I’m done bein’
Hurt by all your lies
Hurt by your disguise
Hurt by all the secrets
That I let fly
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