Blind on a ledge, not a thing, not a Road of broken heart not a thing, not at all You know Of things we hear nothing´s there, nothing She said Why do you watch me? said why? You know Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck But I Care for you Said alright Could be a good excuse. Full of love just returned just when You lied it hurt and your pride your pride Hurt Pride And it is not a thing not a You it hurt nothing and me It is These games are nothing. Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck But I (But I But I But I) But I don´t want you And don´t want me These games are nothing