I killed you
Then cried rivers of blood,
Sent my condolences to your mother,
Grieved you, for months
Until one night, I gazed up to the stars
Realized how someplace in the world
You’re looking at the same sky
Then all of my efforts to bury you have vanished
And my heartbreak rained down on me
Like a million dark cloud
Drowning me under

Breathe in, breathe out
I close my eyes and picture us
If God can look down on us, what would He say?

I am a ghost ship, lost at sea
I dream about your lips,
I have set my anchor.

Come closer, pull me in
Do you ever think of me?
Or am I just skin, flesh, and lust?

I touch you with my fingertips
And I make three thousand small wishes,
Each for every freckle, every lie.

You laugh like stars,
And I cry like the ocean,
Will I ever be loved?

Breathe in, breathe out
Add one more, to my bruises
My ship can no longer sink.

Is there something to be said?
for all the cold lonely nights in my bed.

Is there something to be read?
with all the dark poetry in my head.

My blood runs blue, yours runs red,
it thickens with the lies its been fed.

Tell me about the revolutions you've led,
about all these rotten secrets you've bled.

Tell me about the guilt you've pled,
about the purple lips you've misread.

Tell me about the love you've fled,
about the loneliness you've wed.

Is there something to be said?
I'm already gone, I'm already dead.

I'm just a stopover
For you to relax in
You read your book on the train
You hear the songs of longing
Overlooking the window

I'm just a stopover
On your long journey
You put your head on my chest
And your head is full of her
You take my heart, and your heart is hers

I'm just a stopover
Just a passing song
That you forget the words to
You stutter my name, and call me by hers

I planted a garden
Filled with love
But you gave it back
And turned to a single rose
She gave to you
She, whom you want
She, who does not want you
You run after her like a stray dog
Begging for affection
Happy for a piece of bread that she gives to you
Waiting for a word from her
And ignoring the songs I wrote for you

I'm just a stopover
She is your stray road
Your final destination
A deserted city
And there you are,
On the ruins crying
The house I built for you is abandoned
My poor heart is abandoned
Which burns when I see your eyes when you look at her
When I see you are still hugging her clothes
I remained silent
As I have sworn not to talk
I swore not to mention her
I swore that I’ll bite my tongue, swallow my pride and my fear
And you swore to yourself
That you will always be hers
Even if she’s not yours
Even if I gave you all of me.

أنا مجرد محطة توقف
ترتاح فيها
تقرأ كتابك في القطار
تسمع اغاني شوق
تطل من النافذة

أنا مجرد محطة توقف
في رحلتك الطويلة
تضع رأسك على صدري
ورأسك مليئ بها
تأخذ قلبي، وقلبك لها

أنا مجرد محطة توقف
مجرد اغنية عابرة
تنسَ الكلمات
تغلط بإسمي، وتناديني بإسمها

زرعت لك حديقة
ملئتها بالحب
لكنك اعطيتها ظهرك
والتفت الى وردة وحيدة
اعطتك اياها
هي، من تريد
وهي، من لا تريدك
تركض خلفها ككلب ضال
تطلب الحب
تُسعد لكسرة الخبز التي تعطيك اياها
تنتظر كلمة منها،
وتتجاهل الاغاني التي كتبتها لك

انا مجرد محطة توقف
وهي وجهتك الضالة
وجهتك النهائية
مدينة مهجورة
دائما على اطلالها تبكي
وتهجر البيت الذي بنيته لاجلك
تهجر قلبي المسكين
الذي يحترق عندما ارى عيناك وانت تنظر لها
عندما ارى انك مازلت تحضن ثيابها
والتزم الصمت
كبوذي اقسم على عدم الحديث
فأنا اقسمت على عدم ذكرها
اقسمت ان ابتلع لساني وكبريائي ووجعي
وانت اقسمت لنفسك
بأنك دائماً ستكون لها
حتى ان لم تكن لك
حتى وان اعطيتك كل مافيني

I dived in head first
Forgot the bottom was too close
I drowned
And you broke my heart

You’re my lost case
I thought I can win you over
But she’s your first
And I come second
Case closed

I’m your settlement
Your satisfactory prize
The book on the shelf
Just in case you need
But never really read

She has your heart, and you have mine
I demand to take it back
Mail it to me, with all the love I gave
The love I shouldn’t have given you

I once said you deserve all what I’m giving you
And you agreed
We were both wrong
You deserve her
Because that’s what you want
You want to hang on to her like a monkey on a tree
No matter how shaky the tree is
You know the tree will always be there
Even if it doesn’t love you back
She doesn’t love you back

You’re just a little side dish
She’ll have bits of you when she’s bored
But you love it
You love being the leftovers
You love hurting yourself

I am not like you
I refuse to be the leftovers
The settlement
The abandoned book
The monkey
The side dish
The unloved but still there

I refuse to give all my love away
And get heartache in return

So go ahead, hang on to her
Love someone that will always choose you last
Not even second

Go ahead and break your heart again
I’d rather keep mine with me.