But I can't go back And I don't want to ...

 Tak, również punk-rock jest sztuką, a nie ma sztuki dla leniwych.

 Za miłość płaci się gorzkimi łzami.

 I found solace in the strangest place
Way in the back of my mind

 But don't you play a song about love
When I move my body

 You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one

 You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong

 Why am I so emotional?
No it's not a good look, gain some self-control

 Dark times, you could always find the bright side
I'm amazed by the things that you would sacrifice

 She talking and walking just to work you up
She’d die for your love

 W marszu zatraconych stóp
Co ludzkie - staje się boskie