A broken heart can be as painful as a broken limb.
I don't relate to you, no
'Cause I'd never treat me this shitty
I hope you never fall in love again
I hope you be yourself and lose your friends
I hope they call you out for shit you said
I hope you're miserable until you're dead
I hope you're haunted by all your regrets
I hope they fuck you up inside your head
You know I don't forgive, I don't forget
I hope you're miserable until you're dead.
You are a dog in the manger, Ander. You don't want to be with Patrick or me, but you are not happy if we move on without you. If I'm just a friend, and Patrick was just a hookup, why don't you let us do our own thing?
I wanted only you.
Walking arm in arm didn't mean it was true.
Didn't mean that love was true.
I've dug two graves for us, my dear,
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear,
Oh man, what a world, the things I hear!
If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart,
And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk,
Well, broken hearts break bones, so break up fast,
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot.
Did you lose what won't return?
Did you love but never learn?
The fire's out but still it burns
And no one cares, there's no one there
Did you find it hard to breathe?
Did you cry so much that you could barely see?
You're in the darkness all alone
And no one cares, there's no one there
But did you see the flares in the sky?
Et vous aurez alors des pensers ridicules.
— C'est en dix neuf cent un qu'un poète m'aima.
Seule je me souviens, moi, vieille qui spécule,
De sa laideur au taciturne qui m'aima.
Je suis laid, par hasard, à cette heure et vous, belle,
Vous attendez le ravisseur longtemps promis
Qui déploie comme un mirage du mont Gibel
Le bonheur d'être deux toujours et endormis.
Très humbles devant voue pleureront des Ricombres
Dormant l'anneau gemmal pour l'éternel baiser
Et des pauvres fameux pour vous vendraient leur ombre
Puis, loin de vous, pensifs, mourraient d'un cœur brisé…