Casa a Natale

I give up
I give up to the cold since you gave up
I’m nobody
But you’re too much
Who I was is now a mystery, but you’re too much

At home, I’m always here or nowhere, I count the days in my head
But I lose track because my job is forgiveness
I’m an expert in desert, yet I still get lost in it

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want from you

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want at home for Christmas

I’m alone and it’s always been this way
The virtue of the flaw, the fact that I admit it
I’ve applauded, I’ve nodded
The imbalance of control, the fact that I’m collapsing now

And I asked a passerby who I am
They answered with someone I didn’t remember
How scary your face is if you don’t see it in the mirror anymore?
I’m an expert in eternal, yet I still get lost in it

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want from you

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want at home for Christmas

Thursday, Friday, Monday
Monday, Thursday, Friday
I imagined having you like this
But I didn’t imagine seeing you like this

Thursday, Friday, Monday
Monday, Thursday, Friday
They scream on the news
In the report about the chaos before my Christmas

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want from you

With everything I like
With everything I hate about myself
With everything I don’t like about you
With everything I want at home for Christmas