So long lovey eyes..
Somehow we have found ourselves tonight with
no more happy sighs.
Hold your breath and hope for something better.

We got so far away
from the fire that we started.
How did we get so fucking cold?

So now ease your mind,
all good things must have an ending.
How we live, love, laughed and cried,
but matters, they seem like just a fantasy.

We got so far away
from the fire that we started.
How did we get so fucking cold?