It could have been
different
I could have found you
So those fireworks
would mean something to me
But nothing can be
different from what it really is
So violence took me by
surprise and pushed me on the floor
There was blood in my
mouth, and the devil in those faces
I know that I’ve done
everything wrong
I’ve said and I’ve felt
everything wrong
I’ve felt what I
couldn’t feel, what I couldn’t have
You have been doing
right
You should keep away
from my sorrow
That’s all I could ever
give
You should be happy, so
you should stay away
Coz there’s no place
for happiness in my melancholy
I am all hurt
And what hurts the most
Is to think that I
won’t have you
I won’t love you, you
won’t love me
I won’t love you, you
won’t love me
I won’t love you, you
won’t love me
You go to distance and
I stay here
Feeding the idea I make
out of this
I’ve made up this idea,
based on words you said
Based on promises of
being near that serious look in your eyes
Crying makes me feel
good, makes me feel alive
A victim of this
feeling I insist to fantasize
You didn’t ask for any
of this
And I’m so sorry for
that
There’s so much you
have to take care of
So please take care
I’ll be sad before I’m
dead
You need joy, and you
must have it
Not from me, I guess
They took a simple
thing, which was part of my life
But they couldn’t make
me stop thinking of you all the time
And you were there when
I was there
Now I’m here and you
somewhere
So far and deep inside
of me
I shouldn’t be proud of
crying until I fall asleep
But well, I am
And soon I’ll forget
the stairs I rolled down
Trying to reach to you
I’m sure one day these
words will lose their meaning
When you hate me and
wish me to roll down those stairs
Then I’ll be gone, then
I’ll be past
And that’s the beautiful
violence of time