Here, counting the hours
Looks quite awkward
Pretending those lips were mine and still
Acting like this won't ever help

Me, counting the hours
Taking decisions
About not seeing each other
You see how much I care ?
I'm sure you do

Here, wishing I was blind
For not seeing you smile
Back in the past those days were calm and still
Pretending you weren't lying to

Me, do you feel
We're gonna meet, again ?
Do you feel...

I gotta get out, my friend
I resent myself
There's not doubt you understand me
Just let me know
How it went so fast
How it went so…

Here, giving it right now
But you're really somehow
Making things dramatically intense
But meaningless as I am
How does it feel ?

Do you understand
That you're not prince ?