What a tragedy I Feel What a tragedy I Feel You don't need me I know You don't need me I feel What a tragedy I Feel Needles pierce into my heart My wrists and ankles Crucify me gently Our small eden Could be a dream from a film But what a tragedy You don't need me I know You don't need me I feel And happy days of our affection Are numbered cruelly You don't need me I know You don't need me I feel And happy days of our affection Are numbered cruelly And our break up Is a matter of time And our break up Is a matter of time Magnets of your eyes Your delicate lips Your always tired look What a tragedy You don't need me I know You don't need me I feel And happy days of our affection Are numbered cruelly And our break up Is a matter of time And our break up Is a matter of time And our break up Is a matter of time And our break up Is a matter of time