He's getting a bit bald
So he never messes up his hair over anything
The passing of the years shows in his gaze
That used to say little to me and now is completely extinguished
What the hell did I see in him?
What was it that blinded me?
What a shame that it's so fake
He'll die sinning of immortality
Without enjoying the descents
Big-shot, cold and superficial
And to think that I almost bought the pack
Keep your 40-year plan
I admit it, I had been wrong
I bring you down from that pedestal
Since you have never earned it
Stay with the one that holds your umbrella
What a shame to have wasted time
Thinking that something was beating in there
I'm leaving with what I'm wearing
I was looking for a fairy-tale ending
And for tales, yours
If you answer when nobody asks
You're not sincere, you're just a
That the blame was mine, or I don't know which
Trying to hurt me when it no longer matters
He boasts of being so happy
He didn't come to talk, he came to win
I've seen my life by his side and
I've only thought: 'thank goodness'
Boring, negative and anchored
To all that conventional story
Keep your 40-year plan
I admit it, I had been wrong
I bring you down from that pedestal
Since you have never earned it
Stay with the one that holds your umbrella
What a shame to have wasted time
Thinking that something was beating in there
I'm leaving with what I'm wearing
Keep your 40-year plan
I admit it, I had been wrong
I bring you down from that pedestal
Since you have never earned it
Stay with the one that holds your umbrella
What a shame to have wasted time
Thinking that something was beating in there
I'm leaving with what I'm wearing
I'm leaving with what I'm wearing
Keep your 40-year plan
I admit it, I had been wrong
I bring you down from that pedestal
Since you have never earned it