It's Tuesday 23 of January and I'm trying to forget
the nervous wreck I've been lately. All for you; the stone wrapped by velvet.
Because you say that it's fine but I know that you lie.
You hug me some nights but never too tight.
The man who's a stone is so cold it burns,
and he makes me beg but he's already gone.
The bluish grey smoke hits my face. Is it allowed to smoke inside the bar?
As the place fills with... let's say haze, I admit cigarettes are better for me than you are.
It's a tug of war game and I want to yell ''Hey!
It's not fun, please stop, I can't breathe from all the mud."
It's been a week and a half since I saw you
and it makes me depressed because my mind's all about you.
You promise this will change
as you turn off your phone to travel with your friends.
It's 12:45 am and I'm waiting, you said we'd meet. Once again you were lying and... here comes the anxiety.
But then you answer almost at 2 am, getting in bed to sleep, there's no time for me, said your were with the team... is that were you've really been?
My friend Ro is so in love she cannot go and see me.
My mom just yells, she's not stable. Another night with no dinner on the table.
My dad's at work and when he's home it's just his ghost, I'm alone.
And when you're here, just once a week, you seem happy but then you leave and I'm filled with unease.
My heart slowly beats as I beg you please
but you ignore and you don't call, you meet them all
but not me.
So I lose control but I stay at home and to you I reproach but all your words mean nothing if you never show.
Please don't go, please don't go.