Predictable.

Everywhere I go
Everyone I meet
Every time I try to fall in love
They all want to know why
I'm so broken
Why am I so cold
Why I'm so hard inside.
Why am I scared
What am I afraid of
I don't even know
This story's never had an end
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been hoping
I've been dreaming you would come back
But i know the ending of this story
You're never coming back
Never, never, never...

as i said, so predictable.
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Isabela, ouvindo Muse, Time is Running Out.