I would like to figure out
Why I make the same mistakes twice
It's like you scrape your heart to pieces
And still spare the rest of your life
It's like you are blinded by reality
Because the picture looks nice
But behind the frame there's scissors
Who are ready to slice
Make it or break it
You know you will fall
But you still give it everything
You put in it all
You risk all the change
For the little bit of luck
But your chances are slim
Then you remain stuck
I still wonder why
I make the same mistakes again
I hate that it ends my enemy
But it was never then my friend