Testo Tempted

Tempted, always vacant
I’ve been down before
I need replacement
Who knows just where the end is?
Who cares what you’re depending?

I can’t see
What you want from me I can’t be, no
What you want me to be
Angel...

Decending, she’s never faking
You can see her eyes
There’s no mistaking
She knows where the end is
She says: "just stop pretending"

I can’t see
What you want from me
I can’t be, no
What you want me to be, no
Angel of mine, angel...
She said "I’m not bothered
And you’re the same
I'm done with love
And you're to blame"

I sit down
Why don’t you listen?
Have an open heart
Hold your precision
(Hold) hold
(Hold, hold) hold