It's over, when you say it's over

on the spot; for him

the taste of your lips

still burn in the night

and the thought of you

still ingrained in my mind

dunno how to say it 

dunno why i have to 

but your love is fading from my eyes

and i don't know what to do

tell me it's over

and i'll walk away

when the night is done

the memory will fade