falando por mim, nada mais assim...

Do me a favour, break my nose
Do me a favour, tell me to go away
Do me a favour, stop asking questions

He walked away, well his shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till he was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.

Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.

And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
He said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.