You are the sweet taste of the meaningless
Sweet as a rose, you have thorns sting as a bee

You are the darkness desired by all bats
Next day you wake up crying a farewell
Kiss your bye to that bright light you once had on your well

Don't you worry
She still fakes ******* 'til the bleedings fade

Don't you worry
Tonight on her dream you two kissed
Not for real, at least nor last

She still misses you like you did
And I am sorry
I am sorry

I am sorry