You sold love
in a short time
What has left is only a frame
for empty conversation
Hungry, we sat
in half-light
And ate stupid words
about who's fault it was
Tell mi about yourself
tell me what you think
tell me about love
Cold,
I just want to be cold
I feel so cold
In your hands
Time,
time is not a problem for me anymore
In fact, I don't know a better way
to spend it
Days turned into hours
and it doesn't matter anymore,
I have trampled them all
Tell me, etc.
Cold, etc.
Tell me, etc.
Cold,
I just want to be cold
I feel so cold, cold, cold, cold