here we are in her room and our breathing is so slownnot for long i assumenour intentions were both the same so i hopenthis wont end in tragedynive never been here before in this situationnshe says as she locks the doornwalking slowly letting her clothes hit the floornive come to realize im not the firstnn(this ending might shock you, this ending might..)nnThose who have glass hearts should not be throwing stonesnand i for one wont stand for itnyou better run when i put this pen to paperncause they will no just what you didnnwait, tell me now am i part of some game gamenwhere you count all the hearts that you breaknthen i will gladly leave just for your sakenwe wouldnt want your makeup to runnim taking my morals this ends here todayntoo many to count, youve become a clichenall of this time i could not realizenyou lied to the ground, you wont look in my eyesnn(they know what you did..)n(im taking my morals this ends here todayntoo many to count, youve become a clichenall of this time i could not realizenyou lied to the ground, you wont look in my eyes)