now the fire has gone away,
i face you with a broken pen,
and sympathy and gratitude,
dissolve into disaray.
i relied, undisguised,
followed all you´d say,

was your weakness momentary,
you´re devotion temporary.

it´s a question of taste,
like a slap in the face,
let the vain do what they do,
did you laugh at my innocence.

custom made but gone astray,
erase you with a pencilhead,
i´m bulletproof now i hide,
but somehow i was happy then,
do you know, how lost, how lost, how lost,

was your weakness, momentary,
your devotion, temporary.

it´s a question of taste, like a slap in the face,
it´s a question of taste, let the vain do,
what they do, did you laugh at my innocence.

i don´t want to live forever, i just want some... ohohohoh
i don´t want to live forever, i just want some...ohohohoh