Thinking of the mess you made You became the part of me Thinking of the wish you made Too brake free
Playing you like I can Shoving it in your face If this doesn’t tear you apart I’m the one to blame
Chorus You always wanted to change your world You always the simple things And whatever happens now It can’t be real
Thinking that you might betray My own private fantasy I'm the one that gives what you need
Bridge O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live: Against this coming end you should prepare, And your sweet semblance to some other give.