You have killed me...

Ao som de umas canções e de um confuso vazio, saiu isso. Peguei algumas coisas de outros trabalhos meus também. Enfim...

I guess I made you believe
I could cry for someone else,
I made you believe
Life was worth living for.

If you were elsewhere
And I was someone else,
I guess we could have been friends.

I'm glad I liked you then,
But there's not much to it now...
I'm the same as I never was.
Just empty and hopeless.

I wish I could laugh,
But it's too damn hard
When you don't want to.

No one cares for a crying prostitute,
Why should they?
Leave me or live me.

(Yuri Cunha)