When I was searching for someone to replace the void in my heart
I should have been running away from this one chance to actually fill it

There were these nights when we never were lonely
When we thought we would never grow old
When we lived in that tiny appartement
This is the story to be told

Now I know that I am better off lonely
Being with you was what made me grow old
And I still live in that fucked up appartement
This is no story to be told

You said it was the things that made you bold
Are you feeling it? Are you feeling it?
But I am afraid that they just left you cold
You were killing it, you were killing it.
No reason to go through all of this on my own

What was our secret into blackmail it turned
What was our dream a nightmare it became
With a gun I could kill it
What is left of me inside of you
With a knife I could cut it out
What is left of you inside of me

I remember that house at the end of the road
Where we used to play when we were kids

We never kept our feelings inside
Heads in the clouds and hearts in our pockets
Oh I wish this never stopped

And I can still see you through the cracks in my self righteousness
Like a diamond in the rough you shone brighter than all the rest
I wish I could have done anything, undo everything that happened after that

Dont trust me in your sleep. Its over
It doesn’t matter how much time has passed. its over
You had the knives and I had the gun. its over