There is nothing to me.
There is nothing though there was a time
I had felt elation before all sensation died.

I cannot breathe.
I can't deny that I've been feigning,
For you, every vital sign defied.

This means nothing to me.
This means nothing so spare me the lies.
I deny you sympathy just as I have been denied.

I cannot breathe.
I can't deny that I've been faking,
For you, every sign of life.
I died
For the last lie,
And the heartbreak
For the first time,
I could not take
I could not take
til I made you cry.

This is what you taught me.
This is what you taught - and I learned well -
To recognize that feeling easily can be dispelled.

I cannot breathe.
I can't deny that I've been faking,
For you, every sign of life.
I died
For the last lie,
And the heartbreak
For the first time,
I could not take
I could not take
Til I made you...

Show your wounds I'm bored with mine.
Nothing is new.
Don't despair I rarely cry.
Oh my...
Oh my dear please dry your eyes.
Who could harm you?
To hurt you is to be despised, as I'd love to.


For the last lie,
And the heartbreak
For the first time,
I could not take
I could not take til I made you cry...
Till I made you cry...

si la mejor letra que escribio en mucho tiempo lejos

I died, For the last lie

una cuchillada al corazon... juro q no hay forma de que contenga las lagrimas con este tema...

...y al menos el 90% de las personas nos podemos ver reflejados en esta letra... estoy segura...

Show your wounds I'm bored with mine.