In punta di piedi

(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

They say the heart never stops for a second
That every time it crashes, it starts over at a hundred (oh)
It hits hard with its reasons, but reason doesn’t feel a thing
And what it leaves behind is just confusion

How are you, what do you want, what do you need?
I’ve learned to never see you again
Your lies don’t mean a thing anymore
How many times have I lost my pride?
Where you at, who you with, you always think
About how perfect we were in bed?
But thoughts don’t change a damn thing

It’s the songs’ fault that I pretend you’re here
I think of you on tiptoes, then it all goes back to how it was
Because, you know, songs always remember the wrong stories
It’s the songs’ fault
That I can’t forget about you (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
That I can’t forget about you (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

They say: Start over to begin again
I say: It’s better to break up than to never have had you at all

How are you, what are you doing, how’s it going?
Promise me you won’t roll your eyes
Do we really dream of nothing?
Or do we need it every now and then?
Where you at, who you with, you always think
About how perfect we were in bed?
About how perfect we are in bed?

It’s the songs’ fault that I can’t let go of you
Even if I’m on tiptoes, you stay inside of me
Because, you know, songs always remember the wrong stories
And maybe I’m picking the wrong songs

If all of them remind me of you, and you don’t even know
I miss you some days, and I never miss you at all
Back again one more time, even for a moment
I swear, you’re the past I’d relive
And they say about me, they say about you, they say
Still in my eyes that same feeling
We have a date in the same place, but I don’t know where it is

It’s the songs’ fault that I pretend you’re here
I think of you on tiptoes, then it all goes back to how it was
Because, you know, songs always remember the wrong stories
But deep down, the most beautiful stories are always the wrong ones
And damn those songs and damn me too
For living in illusions and falling for you

(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)