Silent gloom I walk into my empty room I smell the trace of nice perfume Of someone pretty fine, someone never mine Piece by piece I fall apart and beg: God, please I heard them laugh, I saw them kiss And wonder who to blame That I don't get the same? Of course it's me (it's me, it's me, it's me) Who else it be? (It be, it be, it be) My fault neglеcting what I need Ice breaks twice Wе'll meet in a few weeks or lives (Lives, lives, lives) Hearts of stone They shatter too On cold floors in their rooms God, my soul is crying too With endless tears, it's bruised Guess I am way too used To being greedily used Spinning 'round and 'round and faster My mass is too hard to master For a normal, usual human being Hold me, hug me, or I'll fall Lose the oddments of my soul And turn into a merciless black hole To be sublime quasar All near must be devoured That's the fate Of pulsar star of mine Who dreams to shine