Tender words of love that once came easy. Now seems strained and insincere. Could this be thebeginning. Thebeginningoftheend, yeah You don't tell me that you love me. And your kisses seem
reflection I don't recognize. This is thebeginning We think we climb so high. Upon the backs we've condemned. We face our consequence. This is thebeginningoftheend You wait your turn, you'll be last
Tender words of love that once came easy. Now seems strained and insincere. Could this be thebeginning. Thebeginningoftheend, yeah You don't tell me that you love me. And your kisses seem