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Hey Violet

This Is Why

 

This Is Why


You got my attention then you stomped it out,
You're there and then you're gone, what's that all about?
You came on so strong then you backed it off,
When did you get the nerve to call it love.

You're a part of my past now,
I'm making you history.
Don't act surprised now,
Don't say you didn't see it coming.

So if you're wondering why I'm leaving,
Stop a second and count the reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

There's no way for you to stop the bleeding,
You don't get it, I've got my reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

You got my affection, then you threw it out,
I'm right and then I'm wrong, all you got is doubt.

You're a part of my past now,
Nothing but a memory.
I sent you to the lost and found,
Don't say you didn't see it coming.

So if you're wondering why I'm leaving,
Stop a second and count the reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

There's no way for you to stop the bleeding,
You don't get it, I've got my reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

Am I right?
Am I wrong?
When you're there,
And you're gone.
It's the truth,
It might hurt,
But think back,
Was it worth,

All the pain and misery,
Oblivious while I'm dying.
The one regret that I can see is,
How I let you get to me.

So if you're wondering why I'm leaving,
Stop a second and count the reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

There's no way for you to stop the bleeding,
You don't get it, I've got my reasons;
You don't listen, don't care, don't try.
That's the reason and this is why.

This is why.
This is why.

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