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My heart's rooms are completely empty
Weak and numb, how can it be so dim?
The night is merciless, even drunker than me

I’ve stayed up for seven nights, non-stop, one after another
Thinking you might call from wherever you went
So heartless, even drunker than the night

Too much, we always lean towards more
Don’t look at us, we’re our own enemies

How did I get so attached to you?
How did I manage to hold on in your absence?

(How did I manage to hold on right in front of me?)
I comforted myself with my right hand and my left
For nothing, for nothing
Always for nothing

I can’t be mad, you’re not that great
You never said you were amazing
It didn’t work out, we know that at least.