Tears should be rolling down my face. And I don't know why I'm not falling apart like I usually do. I feel bad that I can stand here strong, cold as stone, seems so wrong I can't explain it. Maybe it's just, I've cried so much I'm tired and I'm numb, baby I hate it. I feel bad, that I don't feel bad.
I feel bad that I don't feel bitter, alone. I just feel that it's time, time to move on. I've gotta move on.
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