When everything is said and done,
When the heart and dreams are shattered again,
When there is no effort left to be made,
And no more "let's try one more time" is left,

I crawl back,
On that old road, to that old house,
I find myself standing at its door again,
The key has been already clenched in my hand
all this time,
So I unlock the door and step inside,
I never thought I would come here again,
I WISHED I wouldn't have to,
But here I am standing,
At the doorstep,
The doorstep of the only love that
hasn't given up on me yet,

And I walked inside,
No need to knock,
No need to call out,
No need to ask permission,
No need to turn on the lights,
He was sitting there..,
Like he has been waiting for me all this time,
Like he knew for sure that I would come back,
I hate when he wins.

But there was no smirk on his lips,
He didn't rub it in my face,
He didn't say "I told you",
And I can see he was sad,
For me, for my heart,

He just moved a little on the sofa,
As if to make space for me to sit,
So I sat beside him,
And cried on his shoulder all night,
Without any shame,
Because it's not the first time he has to
see me die in front of him,
It's not the first time, and still he never
once said that "You never learn, do you?"

No questions,
No pointing fingers,
No need to turn on the lights,
No need to ask permission,
No need to call out,
No need to knock,
I know exactly where it resides,
Inside me,
That old road, that old home,
I find myself standing at its door once again,
The key has been already clenched in my hand,
So I unlock the door and step inside,
Standing at the doorstep,
That leads nowhere but to my own
lonely soul,
Crawling back to,
The only love that hasn't given up on me yet,
The only place where I can set myself free,
The only place where I go when there is no
place left to be,
The only place where my demons love me.