Nimetön

While you were sleeping in San Fransisco

I wrote you a letter in Barcelona

While you were dancing in New York City

I cheated you in the filthy streets of Amsterdam

And I didn't do it for myself, for you, or for anybody else

I did it because it was easy and sad
I did it because you drove me mad
I did it because I hated you so bad

And while I play my violin in the balcony of Paris

I can hear you slowly dying
I can hear you slowly saying.. You never loved me

And as the heels of your shoes, slowly cry the echo of your secret escape
The chords of my violin get higher and grow

I fly with the notes of the hatred anger of my broker violin
And there were the harmony of lust will land
Will land my broken soul, my broken bone

My heart that has been broken
My lies that are spoken out loud

My stupid, fooled mind

I'm dying alone...

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