Triste

I came here, we're over I smiled and acted happy as I wondered You seemed glad, I changed color Where were you forever, you've always said never I love you Je n'y peux rien si tu es triste Je ne peux acheter la joie Mais ne sois pas si pessimiste Ne sois pas comme moi I feel lost, I'm tired You wanted to breathe but I came here to squeeze you I'm bitter A circle, the same friends It's getting normal but still a bit awkward, it depends It's an old show where everyone is laying low and you hold your breath and a cigarette, a cigarette and a stinger shot and the rattle and shine of your bracelets It's an old show where everyone is laying low and you hold your breath and a cigarette, a cigarette and a stinger shot and the rattle and shine of your bracelets Je n'y peux rien si tu es triste Je ne peux acheter la joie Mais ne sois pas si pessimiste, ne sois pas comme moi Je n'y peux rien si tu es triste Je ne peux acheter la joie Mais ne sois pas si pessimiste, ne sois pas comme moi A light touch, an old flame Don't talk much, we're the same