Птичка

From the notebook to the trash, leaves, like into emptiness
And again, it's her autumn in the kitchen
Cold rain collects water on cheeks
But the flower doesn't get watered at all
Number in block, heart in block — new life lesson
You didn't ask to fall in love
Lock on the door again, feelings up in smoke to the ceiling
And his portrait hangs crookedly

One-two-three, quotes, cigarette with a match
And joint albums burn to ashes
But the habit, you to him — like a birdie
He calls, and you'll break away anyway (You know)

Idiot, because at night into the pillow
Cries and misses him again
Doesn't call, let it be, but the heart is empty again
Cries and misses him again

Misses him
Idiot, because you're his toy
Misses him
Idiot, because back into this trap

Two walls and a ceiling, antidepressant as a pledge
Mentally to the temple, the trigger, how could he? How could he?
And you share secrets in a moment, hundreds of phrases in a minute
And he's with another, like with you, completely different, not yours at all
Letting go is so hard, you go out of your skin (You)
You didn't ask to fall in love
And the cooled coffee will remind you of him again (Of him)
You promised yourself — you'll be strong

One-two-three, quotes, cigarette with a match
And joint albums burn to ashes
But the habit, you to him — like a birdie
He calls, and you'll break away anyway (You know)

Idiot, because at night into the pillow
Cries and misses him again
Doesn't call, let it be, but the heart is empty again
Cries and misses him again

Misses him
Idiot, because you're his toy
Misses him
Idiot, because back into this trap