your second skin´s so skinny it almost hurts
it looks like you were floating when you try to take a walk
you always seem to listen everytime we try to talk
if there´s nothing else to stop us on our way way way
tell me why pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais etre aimes?
I think I like you
but not enough
we´re individuals and very hard to touch
you suffer more than others from what we´re meant to be
none of those sunshine-lovers like on tv
we´re generation faith-departed
started to go down
unfinished unforesakeable upon a common ground
if there´s nothing that we´re not allowed to say say say
tell me why pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais etre aimes?
I think I like you