I've been known to walk
With other souls in pain.
How can I explain the shame
That makes you do it again?
In the middle of the night
When wrongs are rights,
And you've got nothing left to lose;
You could choose to feel
What's revealed;
Conceal and be numb.
Oh, I'm wise
And I know the score,
So before we begin;
I'm going to look for the door.
Tried to have a talk with myself
About the walk I'd take with you.
The conclusion that I drew
Was it would be of no use.
So I, I'll decide:
Let's take a ride;
Into the night,
Into the night,
Into the night.
Elle prend une photo.
Il n'y aura pas de questions.
Tu prends le train.
Il n'y a nulle part où aller.
Il regarde un film en noir et blanc.
Elle écrit:
"Ton arrondissement
ou le mien?"