See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me ...

 Act like you know me, but you never will
There’s one thing I know for sure
I’ll show you

 I'm loving the colorway
Surrounding your colored eyes

 Clipped wings, I was a broken thing
Had a voice, had a voice but I could not sing

 Is it too late now to say sorry?
Cause I'm missing more than just your body

 Why'd you have to go and make me like you?
Yea this is a feeling I'm not used to

 This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me

 Broke my trust and watched me bleed,
Ignored my pleas and squashed my dreams.

 Muzyka to najsubtelniejsza forma przekazu, można stwierdzić, że żadna dziedzina sztuki nie porusza ani nie wpływa na podświadomość tak, jak muzyka.

 I forgive but can't forget your mistakes
Now I think it's time for you to pay

 Open your arms and pray
To the truth that you're denying