I dislike the idea of dying
Cause I want to love you forever
But without any love coming back from your end
The idea of living don't make any sense
O! what can I do when there's nothing under the sun to get me over you?
I'm messing with my inner demons
And wrestling madly with reason
I don't understand why you're leaving me here
Abandoning me after all of these years
O! what can I do when there's nothing under the sun to get me over you?
As they are laying me down
They'll wonder which way I am bound
Although all those times I was cooked in my skin
I did hand myself my own death in the end
O! what can I do when there's nothing under the sun to get me over you?