Bereit?

You say it was just a moment,

a mistake that happened.

You stand in front of me,

but you seem so foreign.

You had already lost me long ago,

that I have now realized.

And still it hurt me —

you look so damn good when you cry.

For what — for us?

For you — for me?

For what — was that?

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — maybe?

For nothing —

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.

You fight for something,

that no longer exists.

I trusted you,

but you didn’t get it.

Now you try,

but get no answer.

You didn’t deserve it.

You look so damn good when you cry.

For what — for us?

For you — for me?

For what — was that?

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — maybe?

For nothing —

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.

You had gone before I knew,

took all that wasn’t gone.

Now you stand, seeking a piece of me,

I give you nothing — not more, never again.

For what — for us?

For you — for me?

For what — was that?

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — maybe?

For nothing —

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — for me?

For what — was that?

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — maybe?

For nothing —

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — for me?

For what — was that?

Don’t tell me.

For what — for us?

For you — maybe?

For nothing —

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.

Don’t tell me.