Suffer long
To be honest with myself
Still unsettled
For what i learned last month
Nothing touches you
Nothing reaches you
Desperate eyes
Scan the surface of her skin
She cannot shake
She cannot shake the scent of him
A-la-la
Not the same
Not myself
Not again
Suffer long
To be honest with myself
Still unsettled
For what i learned last month
I cannot reach you
Jesus, i cannot seem to touch you
I do not hate myself