Last Time - Briana Marela

Last time, last time

Last time, last time

Why does it seem fair

To leave me with nowhere?

To go and play pretend

That feelings have no end

What good is dreaming without someone there?

I was half a person and you called me, scared

How was I to know if there was something left?

Still I would have told you that I loved you best

How do I begin to treat you as a friend?

With all the time we spent and so much left unsaid

What good is memory if I can’t forget?

I was all alone in my relapse instead

How I wish I had the chance to call you mine

Still I guess, I knew it was the last time

And how?

Our feelings changed

I feel insane to still be looking back at you, babe

For the last time, for the last time

For the last time, for the last time

For the last time, for the last time

For the last time, for the last time

For the last time, last time