No one knows what's my favorite color
and what's in my head...

A ten-year-old little guy
is about to die...

My friends aren't exactly who they seem
They are here to ruin my big dream...

Here is my story
For those who'd like to hear...

People you like don't say hello
Your mood is lower than low...

I'm trying to fix things up,
trying to make your hearts' map...

I want to write down how i feel
Cause thanks to you my happiness is real...

If only i could make you see
How good together we could be...

I loved, without minding that i'll fall
And now i want to bang my head against a wall...

J'ai comme une boule dans la gorge
Pour essayer de ne pas pleurer...

When you want to run away
When people don't hear what you say...

Maybe it's all right now
maybe they're back together...