I always pay twice
That tax for naive ones
But, at least, I can
Look in anyone's eyes (face)*
I have my rights for the night
That is red because of crying
I always get
An observer's status
Lick your wounds alone
If you don't need me anymore
You don't gave a soul
To carry me on it
I don't care for everything
You don't exist to me
Love has its metrics
You lead it as unknown one
You've got prepayment for sadness, first row
Since your birth
You didn't give me an opportunity
To be a woman for you
And to wait for you
Beautifully cleansed
We're not together in it anymore
Now defend yourself with muteness