I don't know what to do
and I can't talk to you
and I don't know what you mean
when you say the pain you feel.
Is it real, am I mean, am I trying to break your will?
It's the challenge of the century,
when I know that you were meant for me.
I let you go. No one was supposed to know.
They found out and moved right in and I don't
approve again.
I don't know what to do
and I can't talk to you
and I don't know what you mean
when you say the pain you feel.
It's the challenge of the century
when I know.
When the world breaks
to a thousand different pieces,
and they all look like you
in the eyes.
That's enough
twist the knife and let me die