all I see is you
I see you on the bus
smiling with apathy
that one person that asks me
what time is it

you don't even understand
how my eyes see your face
in every corner of this city
everyone who's dressed in black

and now it's 3am
I'm looking through the window
and I see your shadow
bellow every light
that lives on the streets

I wish I could cry
but I can't
anymore
and I smile
holding my wine
closer to my lips
and my red lipstick
looks so good
through the glass

she looks weak
her voice is low
her face is pale
her steps are slow
he whispered
he was right
her eyes looked empty
as she looked back
her bones are fragile
and her heart is black
she left
and never come back

And I guess I'm just trying hard
Trying hard to convince myself
That I don't care about you anymore
That every day I think about you
Less and less

And I guess I was
But at some point
I saw you again
And things are complicated now
Now I'm thinking about you
And I keep lying at myself
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