Silent gloom
I walk into my empty room
I smell the trace of nice perfume
Of someone pretty fine, someone never mine
Piece by piece
I fall apart and beg: God, please
I heard them laugh, I saw them kiss
And wonder who to blame
That I don't get the same?

Of course it's me (it's me, it's me, it's me)
Who else it be? (It be, it be, it be)
My fault neglеcting what I need
Ice breaks twice
Wе'll meet in a few weeks or lives
(Lives, lives, lives)

Hearts of stone
They shatter too
On cold floors in their rooms
God, my soul is crying too
With endless tears, it's bruised
Guess I am way too used
To being greedily used
Spinning 'round and 'round and faster
My mass is too hard to master
For a normal, usual human being
Hold me, hug me, or I'll fall
Lose the oddments of my soul
And turn into a merciless black hole

To be sublime quasar
All near must be devoured
That's the fate
Of pulsar star of mine
Who dreams to shine