A mistake I made. A mistake you made.
I declined the love you did trade.
We were friends, yes, but that time is gone.
Now it dosent matter, if you forgive the mistakes i done.
I know, I done many.
But it isent like you didn't do any.
You did like many as me, maybe more, maybe less.
We left eachother, left our lifes in a mess.
But it dosent matter. We have to go on, my friend.
As enemies, as friends. Dosent matter. This is our end.