Well theres a party for me,

the last thing I wanted from you

I close the door behind me and there you are

you seem relaxed and quiet

but under yuor shirt you sweat

and these balloons around make me feel so sad.



Well theres a feast for me, but its a night so pale

feels like an empty rooms where we could kill with words

you wish you could make believe that Im what you want me to be

but these balloons around make me feel so sad

Im in your sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away

your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away.



Well theres a party for me

and you know that I didnt ask for it

I just stay in your game Im just playing your game

so wont you tell me what to do,

I can pretend you tell the truth

wont you tell me what to do,

I can pretend you tell the truth

Im in your sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away

your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away.

Why...why...why...why...



Should I take the blame, wheres my big mistake

should I feel happy for what I havent done

should I take the blame, should I feel the pain

or should I feel regret for what I havent done

Why? Why? Why? Why?



Was this a feast for me or just a bad surprise?

Should I have expected this? I just dont wanna know

and youve made up the rules so that youll win this game

but you cant tell me what to do

cause I dont believe in you



Whats left a sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away

your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace

and youre a thousand miles away

Why...why...

Ill never ask you why...why.