Who are you to tell me who to be?

and when i'm alone and the sun shines, i'm getting wild just to forget, that you're not next to me. even if i don't really know you well, i don't even know your smell.
but i gotta tell you, the way you dress is my favourite kind of style.
i don't know the way you smile anymore. it's long time ago. about 2 weeks. for some it might be "just" 2 weeks but god, it's like 2 years for me. i don't know you. but what a luck. i know your name. and even if i know that nobody will ever read this, cos it's such a bad english. it doesn't matter a lot to me. cos i don't care. cos i wanna see you again. i could write a few days like this but i have'nt got the time. i need the time to think of you. but maybe it would be better to forget you.

so i say sorry for my bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad english. but i'm so confused. i need that poison and

i'll pour that drink

even if i think

that it won't work

i poured that drink

even if i know

i made it though.

'cos 'm so sick of it

i wanna get rid of it

i'll pour that drink
even if i think
that it won't work
i poured that drink
even if i know
i made it though.

i don't wanna be without you anyy longer

i know that it would make me much stronger

when you'd hold my hand
when you would stand

next to me and show me your smile.