there was no way , it's over,
like everyone, she left too,
like a pulp ficition,
no sorrow, she left
like everything, this was over too,
like a pulp fiction,
which has heros have to die, like a movie.
we'd always hurt each other before looking at a mirror,
in our bloody hands a unknown leaving,
we'd always looked for someone else before catching each other's eyes,
in our tired bodies a unknown loneliness.
pity, what a pity
no sorrow, she left
like everything, this was over too,
like a pulp fiction,
which has heros have to die, like a movie.
we'd always hurt each other before looking at a mirror,
in our bloody hands a unknown leaving,
we'd always looked for someone else before catching each other's eyes
in our tired bodies a unknown loneliness.
pity, what a pity.