Don't think that my heart wiggles*
It doesn't, it doesn't even explain love
Don't think that my heart is not getting used to
It doesn't remember, it doesn't even care about the difference
You and me, to me and you, there is not even one more day left
Whether you go or stay or stay silent
Whether it is going to be all same or all seperate, no other
Whether a little later or after a while, what will happen to you?
When you think about me, you will pause like that**
Don't think that my heart wiggles
It doesn't, it doesn't even explain love
Don't think that my heart is not getting used to
It doesn't remember, it doesn't even care about the difference
You and me, to me and you, there is not even one more day left
Whether you go or stay or stay silent
Whether it is going to be all same or all seperate, no other
Whether a little later or after a while, what will happen to you?
When you think about me, you will pause like that
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