How could madness turn into sadness?
How could things turn into one big guess?
How could madness turn into sadness?
How could I forgive, but not forget?
How come I don’t regret…?
That the things I did to hurt you were a pleasure to me.
You felt like a failing it was a treasure to me.
I’m living my happy life, while I’m failing to see.
That all you ever did when we were still together, you did for me
So much to mention but I can’t find the words.
All I can tell you is the truth, even when it hurts.
Probably you won’t understand you’re still demanding me.
You see, I’m happy, I hope one day you’ll also be.
Between al this guessing and sadness I finally start,
regretting, forgetting about us. I’ll listen to my heart.
It’s a good thing to do and I think you should do to.
You’ll never know what the future brings you.
I’ve been angry at you, long enough.
I’ll try to forget you but it seems so tough.
How come my madness turned into sadness?
I’ve been happy with you, how come it distracts us?
Why did we start guessing? While it was all so clear.
Don’t you think this was our biggest fear?