You make it look okay, when it rips your heart apart. The fewer words i say, easier to blame. You won’t believe me but i think there is no time for us to define what we are, sometimes safe choice is not the best one, but you seem to have made up your mind. You can die a thousand times, each time you’re back I’ll be by your side. You can get back to what you know, I’ll be around as long as you are torn. You made me miss a thing that was always here. You made it up to me, keeping yourself near.