who cares when the whisper slowly fades away
and everything you once held is slipping through
and you try to remember what it all felt like
but it's gone and you stand alone like a fool
saying those words you never understood
begging bowing so deep falling down on one leg
but all that's left is to beg

who cares when all that's left is tears
keep the tissues it doesn't matter anymore
bags packing and unpacking the next minute
empty words carried by vocies who promises continue
fingers wandering some spine
our life, this road is just a long narrow line

who cares to ever look oneself in the eye
to say stick to the truth noone likes lies
but the lips move the way they do and not before after
you realise this is nothing but a disaster
holding one hand too tight
your discreet lie is suddenly up and about
growing to be a painful flower from that sprout
you just planted in her heart

who cares about feelings when it's all to late
when the light is out and all you can see is your feet
when that one you wanted to hold is long gone
and all that's left is his voice singing that song

who cares about happy endings
when no one is singing about anything alike
maybe it's all a made up story, it's all fake
it's all about give nothing about take
you're a robot making war in another person's heart
get ready with armours and a guns
you never know the next person could be shooting just for fun

who cares about saying i love you
when all you get back is lies wrapped up in made up truth
how do you know when to trust someone
to know he's not shooting just for fun
when his lips move and he says what is real
i wanna know how to know what to feel