They say I wouldn't be able to do it,
they say my heart is split in half,
writing fucking love verses to you is a gift from ubiquity, (why?)
I'd be able to see you everywhere, in the city corners: imagining you is enough for me to have you here.
Let's talk about privacy, you know, I doubt, you've got a chance to go? Go now.
They saw us but we're an intimate song, never to be done in public.
They know who we are, they know I leave and I don't call you back, toxic love, love your neighbour, but only if it stays away from you
This is a plot I already know, I let it depress me, love's a head film seen from the last row.
People laugh here, they don't know who's at the end, every time I look at you it's like dressing myself up with thorns.
They say I wouldn't be able to do it,
they say my heart is split in half,
writing fucking love verses to you is a gift from ubiquity, (why?)
I'd be able to see you everywhere, in the city corners: imagining you is enough for me to have you here.
Now that I don't live with my parents, now that I moved to another city,
I understand who you are, the missing part, the exact half.
Keep [preserve, hide] private fears,
I think there's a double bottom,
in these pockets with holes
up to the other side of the world.
Let's talk about privacy, you know, I doubt, in the race to love I'm always the last one,
from the paranoia coffin
who loves doesn't think, they love me just by intuition.
I prefer infarction to seeing you cry when I leave again, it's like dying and knowing I looked at your eyes just once.
This is a plot I already know, I let it depress me, love's a head film seen from the last row.
People laugh here, they don't know who's at the end, every time I look at you it's like dressing myself up with thorns.
They say I wouldn't be able to do it,
they say my heart is split in half,
writing fucking love verses to you is a gift from ubiquity, (why?)
I'd be able to see you everywhere, in the city corners: imagining you is enough for me to have you here.
(So far away)