With a hand you apologize
and with the other you accuse me
and this is typical of you,
since forever.
Then you tell me, on the stairs:
"Escaping is not the end",
but even so, a love dies.
It's been nothing, we're nothing
you've always taken it for granted.
We live inside a past
that can't come back.
You can chase my back,
it's my fault, it's not a problem
but now I know what the right way is and I think
there's only one solution:
Let's stop right now.
This is the limit.
Talking about it is useless,
you can't pretend anymore with me.
How can you just tell me
"We haven't been able to"?
but what you're denying is your weakness.
And I went again on the roads,
moments, gestures and days,
short summary of a love which...
Is nothing more, it's nothing,
you've always taken it for granted.
And now search for a past
that can't come back.
You can chase my back,
it's my fault, it's not a problem
but now I know what the right way is and I think
there's only one solution:
Let's stop right now.
This is the limit.
Talking about it is useless,
you can't pretend anymore with me.
Let's stop right now.
This is the limit.
Talking about it is useless,
you can't pretend anymore with me.
Let's stop right now.
This is the limit.
Talking about it is useless,
you can't pretend anymore with me...
Let's stop right now.
Let's stop right now.
Let's stop right now.
Let's stop.