I've broken hearts, and questioned it at times, to preserve, my fragile state of mind.
And I caused nothing but trouble, I understand if you can't talk to me again.
I'm dying with every step I take.
Gde si, gde si ti sada, postoji, postoji li nada, da vreme, vreme se vrati i tebe da da mi?
And it hurts with every heartbeat.
There's no way I can explain the way that you make me feel.
And maybe I should call her up, and buy her a round?