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Can't you see what you've done to me?
Broken down, left to start on the ground.
Again through all I've gone before,
a new prospective, a new me; without you.

You thought you'd torn me apart,
and perhaps you did.
But all the kings horses and all the kings men
were able to put this girl back together again.

It's so frightening, refreshing, rejuvenating
to start over, perhaps one day with someone new.

What was the purpose in hurting me?
What did that prove?
Did you really think that I'd stay,
couldn't be without you.

As afraid as I am of being alone,
it is nothing compared to the thought.
The thought of being stuck forever.
Stuck for ever in a life of disharmony.
Stuck in a life with you.