Du schweigst,
wenn jeder andere schreit.
Du lachst,
obwohl dein Schmerz verbleibt.
Du singst dein eigenes Trauerlied,
denn Trauer ist das was du liebst.
I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me.
And after all
You're my wonderwall...
— You're going to cry.
— Have you ever seen me cry, honey?
— No, but l've seen you sad.
— That's not crying, is it? You can cry and not feel sad, just like you can feel sad and not cry.