I promised myself not to sing about you Now I hardly resist not to ask how are you If I could I would leave everything Now I see how I’m slowly turning into nothing
Chorus: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Your dead eyes Eyes, Eyes, Eyes, Eyes, I hate the distance between us
I wake up in the morning Not knowing what to do So I sing about you My lyrics are full of shitty words I can hear you criticizing my own thoughts
Chorus.
Look at the clock. It’s 5 a.m. You are around. You’re here again. Here is the gun. Shoot at my head. Let’s never forgive and never forget. And hate the distance between us. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Your dead eyes