Your cold voice
It seems like something is wrong
I can’t figure out your heart

At the sudden plans
I look at myself in the mirror
I tell myself it’s probably nothing and leave the house

I think my heart figured it out, my footsteps get slower
I don’t think I can bear to look at
The pretty face that will break up with me

What should I say?
What face should I make?
Won’t my turned back look too in pain?
Should I cry and cling on?
Should I show my weak side?
I’m afraid of seeing you from far away

I guess it’s really going to be over
I keep running out of breath
Though I’m not confident to let you go
A breakup where one takes a step back
That’s probably the grown-up thing to do

(Your cold voice, it seems like something is wrong)

What should I say?
What face should I make?
Won’t my turned back look too in pain?
Should I cry and cling on?
Should I show my weak side?
I’m afraid of seeing you from far away

A cry escapes and tears fall
I get angry at myself for being like this
The minute, the second that passes
Can’t it stop here?
I’ll practice lying to say I’m alright
But why are you growing faint from far away?