There are many out there who make history out of love,
The rest is always a lie,
Always the ones who have no heart are satisfied,
Is this the rule?
There are many out there who ask where the love is,
But why isn´t there any who finds it?
The ones who think it is endless,
Are they living a lie?

Come back, and look at my face,
See if there is any piece of love left,
Your heart hit my last words,
I would cut my veins, even if you are the blood in them.

Chorus:

I will not give up on loving,
My heart turns into a fire from dying,
I know it is worse than dying,
To live like you do, away from heart(love)

Go escape and let it go,
This is the last stop,
I am not afraid of being used up,
I know it is worse than dying,
To live like you do, away from heart