My, my, my, my x7 Benim, benim, benim, benim x7 Saying goodbye is death by a thousand cutsFlashbacks waking me upI get drunk, but it’s not enough’Cause the morning comes and you’re not my babyI look through the windows of this loveEven though we boarded them upChandelier’s still flickering here’Cause I can’t pretend it’s okay




