Used to be I could make the pieces fit
Break the edges, force fit all of this
How could I ever be so wrong?
At our base, we are doomed once we begin
Kinda makes you wonder «What’s the sense?»
How could I ever be so wrong?
And I know that fate keeps loathing…
I can’t help but go back to it
A flame still burns at the back of it
And although there is a lack of it
I won’t forget how…
Simply put, what’s done is dead and gone
Can’t forget, not for very long
There’s no pride involved in love
You can’t manufacture happiness
Try forever, you would be remiss
There is no pride involved in love, no pride involved
And all that I know is that I know nothing…
I can’t help but go back to it
A flame still burns at the back of it
And although there is a lack of it
I won’t forget how…
You made me feel alive
But nothing lasts forever
Yet something deep inside
It takes me home again
I can’t help but go back to it
A flame still burns at the back of it
And although there is a lack of it
I won’t forget you…
You made me feel alive
But nothing lasts forever
Yet something deep inside
It takes me home again
And all that I know is that I know nothing
All that I know is I know nothing