What do you expect from me?

How do you want me to behave?

What did you think I did?

I’m not what you want me to be.

You have never been

To listen to us.

When it happens

to quarrel,

nothing can be seen anymore

that evil.

What do you want me to do?

How do you want me to move?

We had expectations,

we just had to

listen a little more,

as we jumped together

like two children.

And we were happy.

(Shit.)