My eyes wants to shed tears,
And my inside just wants to cry...
Thousands of pieces falling from my face,
It needs to be talked, talked!
My eyes were full of tears and now it's empty
I'm like a baby cut off from milk...
Are you even asking once,
That how the hell I am..
How do you even know,
Maybe I'm not fine tonight!
Without understanding,
Without listening,
Without hearing my final words,
Where are you going?
Maybe I'm in bed,
And my feelings are into pieces,
I'm living my days and nights,
For the place of two.
They've asked my state,
And I'll tell some people,
Or am I just better off not telling?
Are you even asking once,
That how the hell I am..
How do you even know,
Maybe I'm not fine tonight!
Without understanding,
Without listening,
Without hearing my final words,
Where are you going?