I think

I think when it's all over, it just comes back in
flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, it
just all comes back, but he never does.

I think part of me knew the second

I saw him that this would happen.

It's not really anything he said, or anything he did.
It was the feeling that came along with it, and craziest thing
is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again,

but I don't know if I should.

I knew his world moved too fast, and burned too bright, but I
just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward
someone who looks... so much like an angel when he smiles
at you. Maybe he knew that when he saw me.
I guess I just lost my balance.

I think that the worst part of 
it all wasn't losing him,

it was losing me.

Oh give me love

Give a little time to me or burn this out
We'll play hide-and-seek to turn this around
All I want is the taste that your lips allow

Devuélveme el trozo de ti

ése que prometiste que darías. 

Feeling used...

...but I'm still missing you.
And I can't see the end of this

Just want to feel your kiss
against my lips

Esta eres tú...

...los ojos cerrados, bajo la lluvia.

Cuentan que...

...desde entonces,

muchas veces uno se encuentra con la furia,

ciega, cruel, terrible y enfadada.

Pero si nos damos tiempo para mirar bien,

nos damos cuenta de que esta furia que vemos es sólo un disfraz,

y que detrás del disfraz de la furia,

en realidad,

está escondida la tristeza.