Once I was fragile.
Now I am broken.
Once I was fragile.
When we lay there
and held our breaths
our bodies shivering
I knew you were a mistake
I needed to make
I knew you would burn me
I knew you would dump me
Please go ahead, do it
Take me there
To the point of no return
It’s true, isn’t it?
You trembled a bit when you touched me?
I can’t forget about it
Cause it meant something
This is what keeps me awake
This is my pain
Can you feel it?
It’s your project
To put me on a pedestal
So next time you kick me down
It will challenge you
To build me up again
I’m so drawn by your darkness
Pull me down
I want to feel your despair
Make me feel as numb as you are
I need to taste your salty skin
I just love this dream you’re in
Cure me from your emptiness
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one anymore
And if a ten-ton-truck kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
I thought you were perfection.
But all you are is a master of deception.
I’ll never be close you you.
All the pretty things that we could be
I don’t want to think about them any longer
Please, make it stop..
I’m trying to dry out
Making a severe detoxification
And there it is:
Your meaningless, little ‘hello’
One single drop touches the tip of my tongue
And the wonderful taste spreads,
ressurects each cell of my body.
And I’m addicted again.
These words will break me,
but you have to hear them.
Stop contacting me.
Never write me again
Never call me again
Never wave at me again –
Just walk on by.
I love you.
Make it stop.
The closer I come, the faster you run.
The more I want you, the more you reject me.
Whenever I’m not interested in you,
you come back to mess up my life.
If I had only one wish, I’d beg God to let me know,
if there will ever be a chance for us.
This insecurity totures me,
it keeps me awake.
Will we find each other once?
Will our time come?
It’s bad that I cling to you, altough I’m taken.
It’s bad that you attract me so strongly.
It’s bad that I told you to leave me alone.
And the worst is that I don’t know what I regret most.
It’s bad when you write back
and it’s bad when you don’t.
It’s bad that I hold you prison in my heart.
And the worst is that I’ve let you go.
It’s bad that you haunt me in my dreams.
It’s bad to wake up next to him then.
It’s bad that I can’t stop to want you and love you.
And the worst is that I know we could never be happy.