Lyrics: Taaryn Alexander Cooper
Music: Taaryn Alexander Cooper
Hop onto the call
Man, I wish that you can see my face
It's not after long
That our triumphs turn into disgrace
But that's it, head's in my hands
Believe me, I didn't use it to get it
But I'm starting to see where that it went
Oh, I know what you mean
Your fame upon the screens
The microphone is ringing
Louder than your pleads
You're hoping, no, you're begging
For one more final chance
I know, I know what you mean
Your fame upon the screens
Your microphone is ringing
Louder than your pleads
You're hoping, no, you're begging
For one more final chance
For someone else to make you cry
Or dance and sing and laugh
I'm so sorry
For the parts of my story
That wasted all your lives
Saying "no"
"No worries…"
"For expressing your fury…"
'Cause I got no time
What's so wrong with goodbye?
Forgive the parts of these sins
For signing off
Goodbye
Saying "you're…"
"You're sorry…"
"For my body unburied…"
No, there's no more time
Don't you know it's alright?
Once that I knew you
I didn't want to lie
Why do you stay?
Playing my game?
Calling my name?
Burned and disdained
Ever since you knew me
Couldn't help but lie
Trust but the same