I replay it over and over again.
I'm sorry.
I can't, I can't, I can not look into your eyes.
And you can not take everything back just like that.
You've got it all wrong.
Silece will not make anything better.
You're just making it worse.
And I gave so much. Trust.
Disappointment and regret.

Skola, jobb, dansgrupp, körkort & boken. Same old, same old.
You killed it. PEACE!