You should be on your place
And paint those wall crazy
with the glittery city lights
and splats of the meteor sparks
you should be make me smile
with your painting on the wall
cuz my heart is so small
couldn’t contain more pains
more sorrows, more hollows
only a breath near to dead on a gallow
but you’re not doing what i said
you’re moving frantically
bouncing madly holding your knife
and i’m badly wounded
drown on my own blood
now you’re sober, you said you are
no more running frantically
no more going loose
but your apology is no use
i think i’ll refuse
stupid you
you should have stayed on your place
and i should have
just passed you by