Let It Slide by Keane
The same, always the same
Bitter words are all that remind
Of the dream that had taken you in
But all her words were dust in the wind
It's time to draw the line
To draw the fire
Why'd you never know?
The time to let go
The time to move aside
To let it slide
Say, what's that you say?
Time to move on
And you're in the way
Let's get to the end
And not turn around
She built you up so she could knock you down
It's time to draw the line
To draw the fire
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