Look, your hair suits my shoulder so well. Baby, believe me, my mind is such a mess, a complete mess. Two APs on my wrists, even if you didn’t want me, I was with you. I kissed your lips and reached the sky. Wake up, get up, you’ve got a long road ahead. The smoke won’t clear. Don’t blow it away, breathe it in, let it burn. “You still have a long way to go,” That voice inside me says—even inside my head. It never settles down, it never gets tired, While I keep struggling, stubbornly, stubbornly. What is it that you want from me? (Want from me) I can’t, I just can’t. My soul aches, trapped inside this body. You never asked what I wanted. (What I wanted) You can’t, you just can’t. If you want to remember me, look up at the stars. Your words are always a trap—I mustn’t fall. I mustn’t fall, I mustn’t fall. What is it that you want from me? I’ve had enough of everything on my mind. It took me quite a while To try to run away. Yet I never really went anywhere. There’s nothing left in our hands. You know I never look back. The days keep passing, all the same, And the nights blur into the days. Tell me… What is it that you want from me? (Want from me) I can’t, I just can’t. My soul aches, trapped inside this body. You never asked what I wanted. (What I wanted) You can’t, you just can’t. If you want to remember me, look up at the stars. Your words are always a trap—I mustn’t fall. I mustn’t fall, I mustn’t fall. What is it that you want from me? What is it that you want from me? There’s nothing left in our hands. What you wanted… There’s nothing left in our hands. You never asked what I wanted… There’s nothing left in our hands. Tell me, what is it that you want from me?
