Done...

My memories of better days still stand in my way because no matter what I say I still play your game.
The frustration of wanting things that you can’t see.
And its hurting you but its killing me,
Its feeding my disbelief.
And I take back all that I’ve done.
I can’t take back, what’s done is done.
I’ve seen the pain in your face,
The pain in your eyes.
Its no surprise to me,
I see what I’ve done wrong.
No sense in holdin on,
Now standin side by side,
I hope I tried.
I realize its the end of our time,
The end of our lives together.
Now there’s no words left for me to say ‘cause I know that things won’t change.
And there’s nothin left to rearrange,
All that’s left is the memory.
I can’t take back all that I’ve done.
And there’s nothin left for me to say because what’s done is done