Small things will come and go,
Don't notch your head between your shoulders,
Just because it seems overflowed.
Take off the mask this time,
you don't have to act like someone else.
I know how it feels being half loved,
so much manipulated that I'd fell for a lie.
No regrets,
can't vocalize without to gesture,
And shall I bet you wouldn't even understand that.
Bitterness coats my tongue,
Crows loosing feathers, seems like the both of us are stuck now.
Why did we give up so fast?
If you don't know were to put it, then put your blame on me.
There were I live, shouldn't be the place where I sleep,
But I can't afford another break in the back of my heart.
So, if everything passes, what past will remain?
In some hours of the day words leave silent my mouth,
lips both shut,
but I hope those little prayers finding your house,
because then my eyes clutch on pictures I secretly kept,
You're looking so sweet,
And I regret that I couldn't tell you enough,
That you, Babe, are still worthing for me so much.
