Sorry, we could just don't know each other
We could just don't hang out tonight and maybe never see each other again
Without holding our hands, in Milan's smog
Just rip off our clothes, compete with each other to see who has more scars
So you won't be disappointed, disappointed in me
So I won't be disappointed, disappointed in you
I'm not here to save you
I'm not searching for someone to save me from myself
It's true that the two of us could do that thing that you like so much
When we are alone we just can't, or, at least, not so well
What could we watch, no not the news
For example the films that your dad used to hide from your mother
And try to reproduce, to reproduce
So you won't be disappointed, disappointed in me
So I won't be disappointed, disappointed in you
I'm not here to save you
I'm not searching for someone to save me from myself
So you won't be disappointed, disappointed in me
So I won't be disappointed, disappointed in you
I'm not here to save you
I'm not searching for someone to save me from myself
Well, you will say, it's not okay, but
My scars near to yours
It's late, what are you doing? where are you? how are you?
Come over here, it's 2am
It's 2 am, it's 2am
My scars are yours
Are yours, are yours
Come over here, it's 2 am
So you won't be disappointed, disappointed in me
So I won't be disappointed, disappointed in you
I'm not here to save you
I'm not searching for someone that truly saves me
Nobody that truly saves me
Nobody that truly saves me
Nobody that truly saves me
Nobody that saves me from myself