BECAUSE OF YOU PAIN IS NOTHING TO ME NOW.
DAH DAH DAH!
WHY
SECONDHAND SERENADE
The buttons on my phone are worn thin
I don't think that I knew the chaos I was getting in.
But I've broken all my promises to you
I've broken all my promises to you.
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
A phrasing that's a single tear,
Iis harder than I ever feared
And you were left feeling so alone.
Because these days aren't easy
Like they have been once before
These days aren't easy anymore.
-back to chorus-
I should've known this wasn't real
And fought it off and fought to feel
What matters most? Everything
That you feel while listening to every word that I sing.
I promise you I will bring you home
I will bring you home.
WHY
SECONDHAND SERENADE
The buttons on my phone are worn thin
I don't think that I knew the chaos I was getting in.
But I've broken all my promises to you
I've broken all my promises to you.
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
A phrasing that's a single tear,
Iis harder than I ever feared
And you were left feeling so alone.
Because these days aren't easy
Like they have been once before
These days aren't easy anymore.
-back to chorus-
I should've known this wasn't real
And fought it off and fought to feel
What matters most? Everything
That you feel while listening to every word that I sing.
I promise you I will bring you home
I will bring you home.
Hatred can be perceived as a good feeling. Frowning at the irrevocable love is a contradiction: these acknowledge the attitude to go more advanced that it should. Be insulted is not such a good feeling, instead it is an absolute bliss compared in loosing her. Hatred is a puzzle compared to the abandoned, lonesome sadness of a cracked heart. I am having an innate capacity to hold hatred for the early few hours - presently I have peaceful feeling; these feeling of peace acknowledges some great thoughts that reminds me of her, together with the hopeless heartache.
I can't believe. Behaving in the true world seems to be fake. Having conversation to other people as if all is great is stupid. I wanted to be alone, go to places where I find my self quarantined, place where I can just think of our happy memories together. Some place where I can cry and shout and curse and slam my skull and fist against unbreakable wall, until the concrete pain of the slams beats the passionate pain in my heart. Unluckily, it won't happen. Even blood spills out from me head and fists, the memories of the most important person that I have ever met will still remain in my heart.
How can you took place of a person who will love you till death, with all the heart? How can you heal the wounds? A lot of questions is on my mind and I come up with ... her, and only "she" is the answer. She is the only thing understable that will bring me the feeling of happiness and joy that my heart wishes.
No one to make fun of.No one to fight with. No one to be teased at all times. No one to pamper with admirations. No one to be shared with memories and no more long talks. No one to be stared at someone perfectly beautiful. No one will take care of me when I feel sick. No one to be loved with all heart and receive love in return. Nobody . My heart has weakened enough that it wants to stop from beating.
I can't believe. Behaving in the true world seems to be fake. Having conversation to other people as if all is great is stupid. I wanted to be alone, go to places where I find my self quarantined, place where I can just think of our happy memories together. Some place where I can cry and shout and curse and slam my skull and fist against unbreakable wall, until the concrete pain of the slams beats the passionate pain in my heart. Unluckily, it won't happen. Even blood spills out from me head and fists, the memories of the most important person that I have ever met will still remain in my heart.
How can you took place of a person who will love you till death, with all the heart? How can you heal the wounds? A lot of questions is on my mind and I come up with ... her, and only "she" is the answer. She is the only thing understable that will bring me the feeling of happiness and joy that my heart wishes.
No one to make fun of.No one to fight with. No one to be teased at all times. No one to pamper with admirations. No one to be shared with memories and no more long talks. No one to be stared at someone perfectly beautiful. No one will take care of me when I feel sick. No one to be loved with all heart and receive love in return. Nobody . My heart has weakened enough that it wants to stop from beating.
