your ex-lover is dead þarký sözü

god that was strange to see you again
introduced by a friend of a friend
smiled and said ´yes i think we´ve met before´
in that instant it started to pour,
captured a taxi despite all the rain
we drove in silence across pont champlain
and all of the time you thought i was sad
i was trying to remember your name...

this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
tried to reach deep but you couldn´t get in
now you´re outside me
you see all the beauty
repent all your sin

it´s nothing but time and a face that you lose
i chose to feel it and you couldn´t chose
i´ll write you a postcard
i´ll send you the news
from a house down the road from real love...

live through this, and you won´t look back...
live through this, and you won´t look back...
live through this, and you won´t look back...

there´s one thing i want to say, so i´ll be brave
you were what i wanted
i gave what i gave
i´m not sorry i met you
i´m not sorry it´s over
i´m not sorry there´s nothing to say

i´m not sorry there´s nothing to say...