cheap trills by the lake
old promises, old mistake
I never thought I'd run out of it
I didn't thought it was fake

Leave your mail, change your adress
find the monster of the loch ness
Do your thing, I'll be fine
Now I know what is mine

I'll miss you terribly
that is true
I thought that all of that
All of that love
was to be with you

But is not like that now I see
I'm not as like as i thought I'd be
But that's okay, I'll manage to survive
Trying to move on with this life

All I got left, are those memories
and a lot of love, unadressed
All this histories, here comes the rest....