"You call me in the morning half past 2
Can tell that you are wasted, nothing new
I Get out of my bed to pick you up
I wonder if I'm way too good to you
Thought we are walking in a straight line, but it's all a big lie
Fashion of our love
And even when you hold me, I'm still feeling lonely
But it's just enough
Easy at first
Then we ran out of words
So impossible for me to love you
I'm on the ground where you're falling back down
So impossible for me to love you
You always give me colour painting black
I give you all I got but you throw it back
Thought we are walking in a straight line, but it's all a big lie
Fashion of our love
And even when you hold me, I'm still feeling lonely
But it's just enough
Easy at first
Then we ran out of words
So impossible for me to love you
I'm on the ground where you're falling back down
So impossible for me to love you"