I thought we?d never reach this point this far.
I thought I´d end up with a lonesome heart.
Things have changed. A different game.
When was the point that we realized.

Thank God the teens are over now.
When time was hard through blood and sweat.
And veins to (a) heart. The beat of (a) heart.

But, bitter is the sweetest part.
And bending when it?s hard to move.
And finding ways in (the) endless nights.

But, bitter is the sweetest part.
It?s been a while and some broken hearts.
A few rounds in this game of art.

Things have changed. A different game.
So sick of why do you keep blaming.
You´re being miserable all in vein
Things have changed. A different game.

It?s not until you ask the question that I can tell the answer.
The answer is too hard to bear in early days.
But speaking out clear, I?ll tell you whats new in living.
Let go of the blame and misery

freakall