Testo Part Heart

When
We first fell
We used to lie
In my bed
But now
And my brain starts to be
Just some clouds
Instead A part of me is living
A part of me is dead
And the part of my heart
You used to love, it fled

But it doesn’t matter
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How many colours I paint my nails
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How many times I change my clothes
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How much I stay indoors, leave the house I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How much I have to drink
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How loud I play my music
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
What my good friends tell me
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
How much I hurt myself
I still feel the same
And it doesn’t matter
No it doesn’t matter
‘Cause I still feel the same