Guilty

I feel guilty
My words are empty
No signs to give you
Don't have the time for you

You say I'm heartless
And you say I don't care
I used to be there for you
And you've said i seem so dead
That I have changed, but so have you

Guilty....
Wohooooo
Guilty I feel so empty...
Yeaaaaaah
Empty...
You know how to make me feel

I put a shield upon you
Didn't mean to hurt you
I would have only poisoned your mind
Never meant to make you cry

You've been so thoughtless
I can see right through you
You used to be there for me
Don't you leave say goodbye
Cause you have changed but so have I

Guilty....
Wohooooo
Guilty I feel so empty...
Yeaaaaaah
Empty...
You know how to make me feel

I never thought that the time and the distance between us made you so much colder
I'll carry the world on my shoulders

Guilty....
Wohooooo
Empty....
Yeaaaaaah
Guilty...
Guilty..
Wohooooo
Empty....
Yeaaaaaah

Guilty...
Wohooooo
Guilty I feel so empty...
Yeaaaaaah
Empty...
You know how to make me feel

Guilty...
Wohooooo
Empty
Yeaaaaaah
You know how to make me feel

Guilty...
Wohooooo
So guilty...

Empty
Wohooooo
So empty...
You know how to make me feel

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Introduction

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