Of course, all that you do has certain sense,
But for whom, why do you do it?
I’ve had enough
I don't wanna look at you
If you make up troubles
If you aren't glad to small luck
Do you think I’ll give back what I’ve just found?
I really don’t know
What’s my fault?
I feel you behind back
And do you know? I’m not scared
I hate to lose control
Be a victim or be cared
You thought that I wouldn’t deal
But I have to make this real
That you wish to make of me
This in your treachery I saw
I really don’t know
In what’s my fault
Cuz I can’t find any truth
I’m doing something wrong
You’re ready to be weak
To humiliate for it
But your reasons are nothing now
You’re ready to make a stride
But I turn aside
Any truth became a thing of the past
I really don’t know
Every step we take leads to one great sweet mistake
I’m tired of that
Hey, do you feel the same?
Despite all that I know there will be miracle for you
But I'll never be your friend
Don’t ask me what I don’t wanna show
You’re ready to be weak
To humiliate for it
But your reasons are nothing now
You’re ready to make a stride
But I turn aside
Any truth became a thing of the past
I really don’t know
Any truth for me
Became a thing
A thing of my past
Any truth for me
Became a thing
A thing of my past…
