I thought i was strong, but i was wrong, once again. I didn't expect to see you, though i had you scanning through my brain. But i rather not, to see you walking out of Dom's Piz. I thought i was much stronger than you, but apparently I'm not. That was the place that we had dinner together, the place where our love grew, the place , the place where you gave me your first. I would never want to step into that stall, never in my life unless you hold my hands and walk me in. Only you. Ultimately, i was never something to you. You like her don't you? She's always present when you are. You were there just now because she's there, weren't you? You said hi only when she's beside you, I'm only visible when she's there and transparent when she's not. Sometimes i really ask myself, do i really not matter to you anymore? Then what were we in the past? Are you gonna keep me hanging in the air like that? Or perhaps I'm hanging myself instead of you. Where did the promises went? When did your love fade? What were those false hopes on Sunday? Why did you ask those questions and gave me that kiss when you were unsure whether that's a mistake? Why are you so selfish? Why am i always quarrelling with you? Why am i hesitant to talk to you? Tell me why. Perhaps jealousy is eating into my soul.

I thought i was strong, but i was wrong, once again. I didn't expect to see you, though i had you scanning through my brain. But i rather not, to see you walking out of Dom's Piz. I thought i was much stronger than you, but apparently I'm not. That was the place that we had dinner together, the place where our love grew, the place , the place where you gave me your first. I would never want to step into that stall, never in my life unless you hold my hands and walk me in. Only you. Ultimately, i was never something to you. You like her don't you? She's always present when you are. You were there just now because she's there, weren't you? You said hi only when she's beside you, I'm only visible when she's there and transparent when she's not. Sometimes i really ask myself, do i really not matter to you anymore? Then what were we in the past? Are you gonna keep me hanging in the air like that? Or perhaps I'm hanging myself instead of you. Where did the promises went? When did your love fade? What were those false hopes on Sunday? Why did you ask those questions and gave me that kiss when you were unsure whether that's a mistake? Why are you so selfish? Why am i always quarrelling with you? Why am i hesitant to talk to you? Tell me why. Perhaps jealousy is eating into my soul.

ANNA QUACKEE