Why do we keep on pining and making ugly scenes?
We agreed that the decision's taken, there's nothing left to try
Why do we keep on chasing each others tails?
Why do we keep marking territories leaving our piss trail,
Like some lonely dogs
When we know we don't belong
Anymore?
Why do we make it so hard to let it rest for good?
When one of us is on his way to feel well
The other gives him hell
I guess the truth lies in those words you've said before:
I´m so scared to face the day when you'll say that you don't need me anymore
And baby, me too
I´m so scared to face the day when you'll say that you don't need me anymore
We're so scared