You still know how to protect me like crazy
when they say all kinds of things about me,
for every harmful word,
you’ll take it to court
so that nothing bad every happens to me.
That one man tear,
I’ll carry it onto my soul.
I’ll be like a rock,
I know what’s suffocating me at night.
Just turn around and leave,
let nobody see
how much you mean to me.
I still cut myself
on your touches made of glass.
I never
left your heart.
And I still defend you,
even though I know the truth is just like that.
I’m not alive,
since your hand has touched me.
Your hand has touched me…