If you say to me that you don't sleep well, then I know why, but I don't admit how much it hurts. A week later, I'm boiling with happiness until I kiss you and realize you're somewhere else than me. I don't know how I can change it, that everything is falling apart, but I'm holding on to it. I'm lying to myself and I'm angry at you and I'm angry at myself. I believe that you still love her, you don't act like she's nobody. You say you don't think about her anymore, but you do it again and again. I'm afraid of losing you since I felt it for the first time. You say you don't think about her anymore, but you do it again and again. But you do it again and again. You do it again and again. When we walk, then it can happen that you say to me, we've been here before, but that was with her. And when I ask you, do you still have contact? Then you don't say much, I hate the feeling, why are you blocking me? I don't know how I can change it, that everything is falling apart, but I'm holding on to it. I'm lying to myself and I'm angry at you and I'm angry at myself. I believe that you still love her, you don't act like she's nobody. You say you don't think about her anymore, but you do it again and again. I'm afraid of losing you since I felt it for the first time. You say you don't think about her anymore, but you do it again and again. But you do it again and again. You do it again and again.