The apartment we won't shareI wonder what sad wife lives thereHave the windows deciphered her stares?Do the bricks in the walls know to hide the affairs?
The dog we won't have is now one I would not chooseThe daughter we won't raise still waits for youThe girl I won't be is the one that's yoursI hope you shortly find what you long for
Two years and some changeIsn't it strange?You're a full-fledged socialistI go by a new nameThe filthy joke that won'tBurrow in the corner of yourSmirking lips, I mourn it to this day
The story we won't tellIs my greatest fantasyThe passion I won't feel againIsn't lost on meThe son you never wantedIs the wound your father leftAnd the mother I won't be isProbably for the best
Your demons I won't meetNow someone else's word to keepI'm sure she's beautiful and sweetNot what I wanted, but what we need