
I have tried to make this work I have given all my love I have cried too much I have trusted a lot Now I'm done with all these things What's the point of trying, giving, crying, and trusting? When it's going to hurt me in the end There is no point in explaining When they simply walk away So, I'm done. I'm done with acting okay I'm done, lost, and hurt I blame it all on the fate I could have changed my life But, now it's just too late Now I'm done with everything.