helt plötsligt blev detta en dålig kväll

No sympathy
When shouting out is all you know
Behind your lies
I can see the secrets you don't show
We don't know how you're spending
All of your days
Knowing that love isn't here

And I can't do this by myself
All of these problems, they're all in your head
And I can't be somebody else

Lisa, du tänker för mycket
godnatt

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