If the phone doesn't ring

It's me

I know things won't work out

Don't believe

There's a glass between something

You saw before

And the wrong impression left

Leaves no more



Tell a lie

Case in fact



I feel the same

Alot can go on in my place

I need to know

Why in the end things turned out wrong

I know



When the things you've done won't lie awake

I think I'd be on the first mistake

Noone understands this badly

I might as well

You might guess the same yourself

But it's so hard to tell



If you like,

I'll be more exact



If you agree,

We'll make a pact