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

 Is it over?
Lost you in the summer two years ago

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

 How about a round of applause?
Standing ovation?

 Another day,another lonely night
I would do anything to have you by my side

 Ślepemu wzrok, głuchemu dźwięk, zmarłemu życia dar.
Chromemu krok, niememu pieśń, przynosi Chrystus Pan!

 Tell me your lies
Because I just can't face it

 My shrink is telling me I got crazy dreams
She’s also saying I got low self-esteem

 I don’t recall a single word, you hit me faster than I hurt

 Since I can recall music was a light in the dark
The rustle of the trees lit a spark inside my heart

 Come hold me please, and never let me go
On the second day of Christmas