Eros (part. Yorghaki)

Forever has come to an end
I love you doesn’t echo anymore where we used to have dinner
And now I don’t even ask where you’re hiding

I think I never really knew you
Or at least that’s how it seemed
Valentine’s Day never came, even though Eros tried

What’s going on? What does she have, baby, what a skill
How she plays with my mind, could it be
You kept my pillow sweater
(And you who loved me)

What’s going on? What does she have, oh what ease
She looks at me and acts like it’s nothing
If she still sleeps with my pillow sweater
(And you who loved me)

I’m still fragile
You broke a heart, babe, you’re quick at it
I just want to know if I owe you or if it was free
You make it look so easy (oh, oh)

Just like the last time, I remember everything every day
Tell me if you forgot the vacation was mine
You act like it’s nothing, but you still miss
Hearing you say you were mine, every time you came

What’s going on? What does she have, baby, what a skill
How she plays with my mind, could it be
You kept my pillow sweater
(And you who loved me)

What’s going on? What does she have, oh what ease
She looks at me and acts like it’s nothing
If she still sleeps with my pillow sweater

I still have hope so intact
I know you get up and I still matter to you
You act like you don’t want to, but you’re shocked if you see me among so many (uh)
Just tell me if I should stay or if a part of me still wants to come back to you
But you never let go, that’s why I’m stuck here
Thinking about how you left me a mess of emotions
Acting like it doesn’t hurt, it’s supposed to (it’s supposed to)

What’s going on? What does she have, baby, what a skill
How she plays with my mind, could it be
You kept my pillow sweater

What’s going on? What does she have, oh what ease
She looks at me and acts like it’s nothing
If you still sleep with my pillow sweater

(What’s going on? What does she have, oh what ease)
(She looks at me and acts like it’s nothing)
(If she still sleeps with my pillow sweater)
(Then I’ll think of you while it doesn’t hurt)
(Although sometimes)
(Break the deal)
(For imagining with you, love of a novel)
(Now I just pass the time)