All those things that, things that
You didn't want to hear, suffer, enjoy or end
An unstable balance, unstable
That crumbles in the wind of a new glory
If he were still in love with me
And every petal, you know
Pretends to be a rose
But you no longer deserve
A heartbeat of this life
For all that matters, if it matters
You're like glue between my fingers
But talking about it again is useless, useless
There's no point anymore in thinking of you, understanding, trying or disappearing
Of a fragile feeling, fragile
Like asphalt wears the sole, love's hated
If I were still in love with you
And every petal, you know
Pretends to be a rose
But you no longer deserve
A heartbeat of this life
That everything that matters, if it matters
You're like glue on my fingers
And every petal, you know
Pretends to be a rose
A flood over everything, everything
But you no longer deserve a moment of my life
For everything that matters
If it matters, you're my print on my fingers