When I met you,
When you looked at me...
All these tears,
and all these lies...
Your dying in me,
I'm drowning in you...
This bittersweet taste in my mouth,
leaves reminiscent memories that stick with me...
These are the eyes that first looked at you,
these are the eyes...
Eyes of sorrow,
eyes of hope...
As I walk the dirty sidewalks,
the wind in my hair...
Hello.
I am your obsessor...
Love for me disappearing and fading away.
And here I find the coldness in your eyes...
Time falls away,
it's chasing me...
Every moment I don't spend in your arms, |
The thing that sucks about having a broken heart is nobody can fully help you. |
Saying sorry never helped anything... |