terça-feira, 27 de setembro de 2011

It's over now .

Stop, stop calling my name
You know, it isn't my fault
And with no one else to blame
You drop the guilty from your hands to the floor

Now that's over you want it back
Now that's lost, you're looking for it
But now that's broken, there's no repair
We are done

Don't you dare knock on my door again
Don't disturb my rare moments of peace
I'm so sorry but now I just can't handle it
You're out of me

The letters now are on fire
The gifts you bought have turned into pieces
The memories now are completely over
Sent to hell your promises and kisses

And don't you try to follow me
I ran as much as I could
And the path behind me disappeared
Covered with the ashes as it should
Of our love

Don't you dare knock on my door again
The love is dead, it was murdered
By your constant and fucking lies
Couldn't you see it would end like this?
Too late, goodbye