You called my bluff
It wasn't hard
I'm just a man, after all
With shallow thoughts
An undeveloped heart
And a catastrophic feeling
Everything I believe is false
Sensitivity has no place in me
That's what you think
You'll see
You're wrong
After everything I'm still with you
Sickening feeling in my stomach
Like the butterflies are confused
They're flying like summer
When the winter cold is here
That's what you do to me
My Dear
After everything I'm still with you