living in a paper house,
But oh she’s happy in her world
dancing with her torn up blouse.
There was once a little boy
who had the stars as his own roof,
And he’s one with all the joy
he never cared to fix his goof.
Twirl, baby, twirl,
Fly, baby, high,
Go on, soar,
Once more.
Somehow the jealous wind went mad
and stirred a storm between those two,
They lost the only thing they had
without the chance to bid adieu.
Isn’t it cruel?
Isn’t it cruel?
They are happy no more
They know joy no more
They can dance no more
They will sing no more
No more
Cause they've no joy afterall.
* Please gimme no more, cause I cant take it, seeing you get hurt, smashed into pieces, broke into two, I knw Im the reason for all of this, I knw we are not we were, like we used to, I live in denial, so please don't ask me to open my eyes, I don't wanna wake up and realize, I knw its all my fault, tht I should be better, mature, and cs I knw I will NEVER ever be as good as you, you deserve a girl far way better than me, Im useless, Imma nobody, I made many mistakes, and sins towards you.
See, of course I saw we no longer having stuff we enjoy together but can we play along our part and not parade this change of heart? The half of me, is already gone, dead. Let my heart, soul explain everything, cs I cant take it any more.






