Enough said
And enough bled
Enough, I said

Even the smallest wound complains
Of being kept open
Gasping for substance

A trustworthy dependence

If you have a heart

How much can it take
And how much of it is fake
Prepared to break


Enough love
Love and enough hate

Selfcontempt
It doesn't really matter in the long run
It always ends

With a whimper
And nothing left to offer anymore


If you have a heart
You know it's never simple
To make a wish and then

Go on like this
As if as if it didn't exist
As if it did not exist


Did you ever wish that you were
Somewhere else

And someone else
Did you ever wish that you knew
Exactly what to say and when

Did you ever wish anyone well
Meaning it well, I did
Prepare to break


If you have a heart
If you have a heart

If you have a heart
If you have a heart