known

well lie to me, honey

(how do you feel now it’s over)

do you still love me like before?

is this moment always frozen

a twist of bitter lips and kisses -

(it’s not a crime to dream)

of better times and smiling wishes

(i know it’s better this way, i just - )

you're too dear to me -

when you can’t feel anything, i’ll be the one for you