You're an empty bottle of whisky, yes you were a beatuiful taste And you are a reoccuring women yes you have different shapes And you said your design is so simple my dear But you look like you have jumped in too much color And now your ghost is so unnoticable You are so unnoticable You were the flicker of my cigarette And now my pencil has made a painting Of your sweet embrace And between all these lines and poems Stands a shape of you (x 3) And now your a prisoner of your shadow, you have kept the key And you leave me here to witness all your new lovers And maybe your lover will look like your father And if you said that you even cared about me Than you'd be calling me right now Yes you would be calling me right now But you would never pick up that phone now, would you, no you only care about yourself The truth is that I killed myself again, but I was reborn And its almost as if time is just torture And I want myself to feel no more And the only thing I ever wished for my dear is that you placed me upon your wall and said 'this is something beatuiful, this is something unique, and I love the way you move me, I love the way you speak'