trying to believe you are who i see people just like me are not very free i hide away inside my little cares ignoring all the time your little stares we hold a feeling somewhere deep inside until we melt this thing will stay there and hide
what does maybe mean ? cant i even see? blind to your little words and pretty little girls just because is just not good enough althought the words you spoke are true enough i wont let go until we touch again a million times until our final end
so no means yes
now all that we do depends on what you do i have felt this pain 100 times again i wont ever leave because im afraid and i wont leave im seeing what we have made just be glad were not like everyone else but we is not oui until we hold ourselves