oh elise it doesn’t matter what you say
i just can’t stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out

this is my limit
i can not pretending anymore
day after day
as if nothing happened

every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this

this is not enough
to me
just a part of you is not enough
to me
just a part of your world is not enough
to me

oh elise it doesn’t matter what you do
i know i’ll never really get inside of you
to make your eyes catch fire
the way they should

i found out that i can not read you
i tried to get a reaction from you
some attention from you
i suppose i do not have nothing interesting to you
i just could not engage you in

the way the blue could pull me in
if they only would
if they only would
at least i’d lose this sense of sensing something else
that hides away
from me and you

i do not know how to feel anymore
keep on living
as if i was another i

there’re worlds to part
with aching looks and breaking hearts
and all the prayers your hands can make
oh i just take as much as you can throw
and then throw it all away
oh i throw it all away
like throwing faces at the sky
like throwing arms round
yesterday
i stood and stared
wide-eyed in front of you
and the face i saw looked back
the way i wanted to
but i just can’t hold my tears away
the way you do

your face seems like the first time i saw you
i recognize your unique moving ways
but i realise that are my eyes that makes you the way i wanted you to be

elise believe i never wanted this
i thought this time i’d keep all of my promises
i thought you were the girl always dreamed about
but i let the dream go
and the promises broke
and the make-believe ran out…

i feel the night falling in my naked arms
i see your eyes between the smoke of the cigarette
i feel something in my throat: i am going to talk to you
i am going to say to you that i wish i could go back
then i realise that i have just an empty space in front of me

oh elise
it doesn’t matter what you say
i just can’t stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this

and every time i try to pick it up
like falling sand
as fast as i pick it up
it suns away through my clutching hands
but there’s nothing else i can really do
there’s nothing else
i can really do
at all…

then i realise that i had always just an empty space in front of me
then i realise that you were just dreamful