Original lyrics

EN

It always starts with one A word, and then the dots connect As if guided by God himself Oh, well If it isn't broken, I won't fix it Don't cry over spilled milk Aloof, my defense is to react In cold blood, I love The toll that I take The harm that I've done Eternal, and no fun It hurts to see you stay How could I become what I've always been? Treating myself like a gun How could I balance being cynical while being in love? How could you manage being critical when I just run? A tough sell If it is intact, then I must break it Don't cry over spilled tears After years of pain and joy You go the route of those before I watch you turn and walk away One last time Without me, she will see She'll be happy Living incomplete is the least that I could do