Laughing in the face of my own mistake
Laughing as the tears, tears roll down my cheeks
Oh, to love, the wrong man
Scratching at the door of my foolishness
I didn’t want to know
I didn’t want to think
Oh, betrayal
Now I see
Tiptoe through my own bedroom
Don’t disturb my thoughts
When it’s through who’s black and blue?
There’s nothing fair in love and war
Was I just too young to know the consequence?
Did I give away too much?
Does the woman always give?
Oh, to love
Does it make us weak?
Now the memories are flowing like a wave
Everything looks different
Love has gone away
Empty space
Can I breathe?
Tiptoe through my own bedroom
Bombs are going off
When we’re through who’s leaving who?
I can’t look back
I’m blown away
Tiptoe through my own bedroom
Pick up what I dropped
I’m not through with you
In love and war, there’s nothing left

INVIA LE CORREZIONI