In spite of your tears, you smile Despite your burnt wings, you fly Waking me up in the night, with your selfish embraces Offering me the sky, with learnt by heart sentences Even though you feed me with stories I only believe what I don't see And even if you shout that you love me I only believe what I don't see Hanging from your lips, the lies Soil the wound I try to hide Walking head up, my forced smile, fools my own perception But the bloodstain on my clothes, is breaking the illusion Even though you feed me with stories I only believe what I don't see And even if you shout that you love me I only believe what I don't see