Sky is blue, sun is shining
even for people with broken heart...
Lucky you! You’re not anymore mine,
in my ambitions you won't take a part.
Just pack you bags, I don't wanna see you,
fake hug, one dry tear is all it takes.
One photo is glossing, and I'm standing near you,
memories are made to remind of mistakes...
Everything is game, we were never winners,
you have chosen to lose me this way...
For all drunk bottles and destroyed dinners
broken heart will be generous to pay.
Nice to meet you, but for me it's enough fun.
A lot of things need to be done...
I would tell you all to your face
- but too many faces, don't know to which one.
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