Painting over wilted roses,
Covering the rot beneath.
But your shaking hand exposes,
All the secrets that you keep.
You're Pretending not to feel,
All the thorns that make you bleed.
Hanging on to all your heartbreaks,
So they can't ever heal.
The pain that haunts your eyes,
Betrays the truth you hide.
I'd trade my heart and soul,
To see a real smile.
Promise me you'll try.
'Cause it seems like you don't want to make it through.
And I can't afford the cost,
No, I can't afford the cost of losing you.
θα 'ρθώ να σε βρω, (I'LL COME TO FIND YOU)
ακόμα κι'αν χαθώ, (EVEN IF THAT MEANS LOSING MYSELF)
I won't leave you there to shiver,
I'll hold you in the pouring rain.
Sinking under your afflictions,
And the scars that weigh you down.
Is there something I could carry?
Or would you rather drown?
The pain that haunts your eyes,
Betrays the truth you hide.
I'd trade my heart and soul,
To see a real smile.
Promise me you'll try.
'Cause it seems like you don't want to make it through.
And I can't afford the cost,
No, I can't afford the cost of losing you.