Please don’t tell me that we’re fine,
I got too much on my mind,
Isn’t this too plain to see? Maybe.
Cause we’ve lost too much to gain,
We were dancing in the rain,
Tell me what am I to do,
With a double dose of you?

Don’t try to defy or even make an attempt,
My blinders are off and I am runnin’ again from you,
Am I ok? Am I ok? I know I’ll be ok again.
So here we go, I know,
You’d kill for everything to stay the same,
In vain, we had to go our separate ways,
When you proved to me that you would never change,
I finally woke up and exclaimed,
That I’m done with these plastic promises.