Cause the stars, are the only thing we share,
those, and the indiference we pretend to exhale.
I guess it is all about the realization that this isn't a british novel,
No Cathy, no Heathcliff, perhaps just Wickham and Elizabeth.
No love, no promises, no words that can be taken seriously,
just bad timing, stupid choices, empty voices.
You got your fairytale, I am back to where I started.
Deception, cause I am nothing.
That, or just a wrong decision, a regret...
In the end, your promises, your words don't matter...
Cause I was right from the start...
That is my burden, my curse, my truth.
those, and the indiference we pretend to exhale.
I guess it is all about the realization that this isn't a british novel,
No Cathy, no Heathcliff, perhaps just Wickham and Elizabeth.
No love, no promises, no words that can be taken seriously,
just bad timing, stupid choices, empty voices.
You got your fairytale, I am back to where I started.
Deception, cause I am nothing.
That, or just a wrong decision, a regret...
In the end, your promises, your words don't matter...
Cause I was right from the start...
That is my burden, my curse, my truth.