Testo 11.15.20.02

eaiser-was it ever for you
and i can't stop pretending
that everything's alright
when it's really not alright this time
not this time
and i'm so blind

*this could be everything that you wanted it to be
it's not right to blame it all on me
yeah, you blame it all on me

what was this-letters that i've written
it seems you've thrown away
does it really matter
does this really matter to you anymore

and i'm sorry
that i'm so sure of nothing