I feel the pain again every time I see you
Oh, why this again?
I donât live like that
Oh, somethingâs within me
How can I help you see?
When I wrote riddles in your head
Why canât this be, you and me alone
Waiting for the right ones
I think weâre growing old
What time is left, soon we will be gone
You say you are the one, your own fiction way
Well, you owe me some time so let me go
