Again, you have won
you've hurt me again
now i got the same headace as before
on my right hand, a bad sign
2x
Ref. 2x
Do love make us worse
or is it just my looks
but when i meet you i need a drink
so i can look in to your eyes
And again, you've brooken me down
and reopened my wound
but i thought, it's all good
and nothing is recognized
Ref