Paroles de Carrigan

But are you sure you want this?

But are you sure you want to go this way?

Your confession is confusion
At least to me

Or should I say it's me who goes away?



Oh, how jealous I would be

How happy it would make me

I miss your sharpened wit

I don't believe a word of it



If I found out that all of this was one big lie

And if I confessed I knew it all the time


You tore apart my heart

I'm not about to deny that

You tore apart my heart

And a broken thing is dead