I used to trust in someone I needed
You put your faith in nothing concrete
Now I can see how much it’s killing me
(Did you think I’ll treat it peacefully?)
I need to get the trick of how cut these things
It makes me feel that I wasted my time indeed
I get you off and it will be the same
I’m better off If I don't hear you again
Lately, I found the bag of my mistakes
And I would say that it was not empty
You sold me out on all my wishful thoughts
I’ve just got a sofa and a damn shoes dealing
Unneeded ambitions
As you’ve always said “I’m not better off with you”