Sport - Medoed.

Well I would rather break my brand new glasses

Than I see you faking smile

You promised we would be forever

Haven’t seen you for a while

And if you try to text me something

At the night when you are awake

The only thing that you receive from me will

Be the message ''sorry it is too late''

(FUCK!)

One more time I’ll pretend that I am still fine

Still I know there’s a place for you to go

The more you care

Th less you get back from the ons

Who did not dare

To show you how they truly feel and

It’s just not fair

I am not supposed to be upset and I

Want to share

That I am running down in circles