Aquele rico momento em que podemos perceber a ingratidão das pessoas.
Meu muito obrigado por me mostrarem quem realmente são e por provarem que as vezes é preciso pensarmos em nós mesmos em primeiro lugar.

Não precisa ficar, se não for para o bem.

"She's just a girl, and she's on fire

Hotter than a fantasy

Lonely like a highway

She's living in a world, and it's on fire

Feeling the catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away

Oh, she got both feet on the ground

And she's burning it down

Oh, she got her head in the clouds

And she's not backing down"

"I'm looking through you,

Where did you go?

I thought I knew you,

What did I know?

You don't look different,

But you have changed.

I'm looking through you,

You're not the same.

Your lips are moving,

I cannot hear.

Your voice is soothing,

But the words aren't clear.

You don't sound different,

I've learnt the game.

I'm looking through you,

You're not the same.

Why, tell me why,

Did you not treat me right?

Love has a nasty habbit of dissapearing over night."