that you're so into
why can't I be the girl you met
on that not so cold may
where you and I used to play
and we keep playing games
but not that ones that make fun
only in those where I might cry
and you look cruel
is it all in my head those things you don't say?
or may I be right this time
you're are tired of mey
I wish I would not bore you
but that's just how who I am
why is so hard to write you a damn song
I wanna tell you a lot
but you give the impression
you don´t give a fuck
but we keep playing games
and not that ones that make us match
only those
who will tear us apart
why do you always cross the line
why do you expect I would accept that
without saying A
