It all started on a Sunday, with one of your little smiles
The sun was hiding behind the clouds, my feelings were too.
And the sun disappear, the moon replace everything
The true you, the true me
We looked at each other a little too long to be just friends
I just used to think that you were special so our bond was

One bottle, two bottles, it was our escape because we didn't like the truth
During the night I was erasing myself as you see
I was a perfect lie with a perfect mask
But this bottle fucked up everything
I was so sad and angry that you saw the real me
Broken and so helpless.

The morning everything was there, but I don't know why I didn't think about it.
Sun on our skin, our features were shining with our laughs
Then we watched the sunset, the lies went away, and the truth came with the stars.
Because we can't see with our eyes in the dark we have to look with our souls, so they speak for themselves.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles
Finally you took the first step
Until 3 am we were all alone with the stars
They say that the only people up at 3 am are in love, lonely,drunk or all three.
I was, you were not, you were just drunk and in love with someone else.
So why, why did you look at me like this ?
Fake love, fake liar, fake emotion.
Many bottles rolled every night, bringing with them passionate feelings between passionate young people.
I thought it was Love.
Did you show me fake Love ?
It hurt me, one of my friends who played like this.
You lied to me, you played with me, but at least did you loved me a little ?
Because your eyes could not lie like your mouth.

You were my favorite mistake
You were my lesson, not my forever.
I let it hurt
Then I let it go.