Is this never ending fight over yet?
I've been holding my breath for so long, can I breath again?
Everything we ever said is turned into a threat.
Everything we do now turns out to be a sin.

I am broke and shattered.
My heart and soul are torn and broken.
We act as if nothing in the past had ever mattered.
We act as if everything we did out of love was fibbed.

Is this tragic war over yet?
Can I finally start to heal these broken thing, gashes, and cuts?
It might be best to say that I'm sorry we ever met.
I thought we were suppose to be lovers, but I must have been nuts.

Is this all over now?
Can I simply just breath again?
My head, in shame, is facing down,
And I can't help but to feel broken.

Tears of pain and sorrow streak down my face.
I am sorry for everything, I regret it all.
Our love use to be as fine and strong as a priceless dress's lace,
But now it's only causing out greatest fall.

So now its your turn to tell me,
Is this worthless fight and torcher over yet?
Can I finally breath,
Or are we going to keep repeating these hurtful things and threats?