What kind of deadnekk have i been in the past
   to believe it?its something that won´t last
   when i looked at you i saw nothing and i felt nothing
   but an endless emptiness
   without me you´re not complete
   there´s only one pair of lips that you can read
   holdin´ hands till the end of time
   till the end of time you´re mine
  
   every day it´s the same
   you don´t listen to what i say
   don´t accept the man i am
   don´t even try to understand
   should i stay? should i leave?
   should i fight the love in me?
   do i hate you like i really should?
  
   here i sit with the crist-fist in my corner
   full of aggression (i am drunk) and full of pain
   i keep tellin myself to calm down and spred out these words (haha):
   better forget her
   believe me you will come back
   me & you, you & me, baby that´s perfect
   holdin´ hands till the end of time
   till the end of time you´re mine
  
   every day it´s the same
   you don´t listen to what i say
   don´t accept the man i am
   don´t even try to understand
   should i stay? should i leave?
   should i fight the love in me?
   do i hate you like i really should?
  
   nothing is good
   nothing is good
   nothing´s ever good
   girl, nothing is good
   nothing´s ever good
   nothing is good
   nothing is good