It's a thin line between love and hate, and I've grown skilled at walking that line after your last embrace. So I grieve for you and I grieve for me and I grieve for everything we'll never be. It's so hard to move on when my love is so strong, and all I can see is your smiling face. I want the comfort of your grace.
The chase I let you win, I held you within. My heart is strong and I will go on... with or without you. And so we part of your design.
And then your memory walked back in the room, a subtle chill I quickly embraced. So you kissed him once, held him twice, he fucked you when I loved you most. It's so hard to move on when my soul is left empty, and all I can see is your last embrace. I want that comforting grace.
The chase I gladly began, I still hold within. My heart is lost but I must go on.. with or without you.
And so we part of your design.