love
what a convenient situation, you have shaped my heart
with the crumbs of you love
for you, ı don't belive in me
and still ask for more
nothing ı have, what do you want from me?
what gives you the right-privilege to make me suffer?
keep your words and let me go
who told that a lie could make happy?
more than the truth, love, don't talk about me
love
if don't exist already another adjective
for this this love so contemptuous
tell me..what the hell are you doing here with me?
and what ı do here?
why you still ask for more
nothing ı have, what do you want from me?
what gives you the right-privilege to make me suffer?
keep your words and let me go
who told that- a lie could make happy?
more than the truth, don't talk about me
if you ever loved me, just let me go
let me go
nothing ı have ,what do you want from me?
what gives you the right-privilege to make me suffer?
keep your words and let me go
who told that a lie could make happy?
more than the truth, love, don't talk about me..