FUE

It was because you don't burn that I don't see you
It was a drama, the hair dye
It was that I can't do it and you don't dare
It was the shitty ending of that series

It was the accomplice cat on the roof
It was: I won't scratch you if you listen to me
It was the full laughter of that photo
It was that, by repeating it, we were already different

And it was what I owe you and what you owe me
And it was a null fight within four walls

It was feeling lonely being with you
The shots were fired without a reason
It was the open wound without consolation
It was: Don't kill me with an "I love you" anymore

It was: You don't care enough about me anymore
It was: I'm dying, who understands me?
It was the screaming silence of the bedroom
It was the idyllic life of the others

It was the number put in that pocket
It was the beginning, the game of those children
It was the silly laughter of lovers
I wish I could be like before

It was that, on the terrace, sunbathing
My heart was covered with ice
It was that my guitar also knew
That if I mentioned you, it would hurt me

And it was believing that time would fix it
And it was because, above all, I loved you

It was feeling lonely being with you
The shots were fired without a reason
It was the open wound without consolation
It was: Don't kill me with an "I love you" anymore

It was: You don't care enough about me anymore
It was: I'm dying, who understands me?
It was the screaming silence of the bedroom
It was the idyllic life of the others

It was the signing of kisses without a contract (it was)
It was the lies in the shoes (it was)
It was that the waves that in their drift (were)
Even if you don't want to, it breaks on the shore

And it was that I couldn't and I wanted to do it
And it was that you felt that he was dead
And it was that, if dreaming I opened my wings
It was because, in the dream, you were always there

It was the open bottle closing wounds
It was like drinking life itself from your lips
It was the two of them, in the car, without a destination
Trying to find ourselves on the way

It was feeling lonely being with you
The shots were fired without a reason
It was the open wound without consolation
It was: Don't kill me with an "I love you" anymore

It was: You don't care enough about me anymore
It was: I'm dying, who understands me?
It was the screaming silence of the bedroom
It was the idyllic life of the others

And it was
And it was
And it was

And it was
And it was
And it was, and it was
And it was

It was feeling lonely being with you