I pray to God that in the end, yeah, it´ll still be us

Why´d you have to go and take a piece of my life
Cut me up with a knife?

Now I´m all yours baby
Why´d you have to go and make me feel so alive?
Now I´d rather die than to lose you, baby
It feels so good that it makes me sad
Oh, it terrifies me
If you leave one day, and you don´t come back
Why do you have to go?