Your lips are pressed into my neck,
Your lips are pressed into my chest.
Your hands are cold, touching my skin,

Your smile has faded, please let me in.

Emptying my cup cant fill it up,

Leaving me here crying the tears,
Tears in a cup, tears in a cup.


Fast poking into my skin,
The inc is sinking in.
The room is wide, my forehead is cold.

My body is numb, my body is art.

Not even triangle,

I like it anyway.

Emptying my cup cant fill it up,

Leaving me here crying the tears,
Tears in a cup, tears in a cup.


Hair in my eyes, the eyelids are heavy - too much mascara,
Unfortunately shes crying, crying her eyes out,
Black mascara running down her cheeks, cheeks.


Emptying my cup cant fill it up,
Leaving me here crying the tears,

Tears in a cup, tears in a cup.