Perfect Ratio

I know, if I wear out my ears
I’ll never hear again from you
And so, I’ll protect them my dear
I’ll never hear the end from you
Don’t leave, I know it’s alien
Imagine if you knew back then
Bereaved, I know you felt it too
You’ll never forget the end
You’ll always get the best advice
When you’re sleeping
Hope is a torturing device
That you’re reaping
Turned away from paradise
You’ll be creeping
Just to feel something nice
And end up keeping, it close to you
Morning tears
And late night beers
Not fair, if I burn out my eyes
Staring will be difficult
I swear, I won’t stare at the Sun
And wish I were a thunderbolt
I think, the clouds have it easy
Love, revenge is all the same
One blink, evaporate to nothing
Blame the weather by it’s name
You’ll always get the best advice
When you’re sleeping
Hope is a torturing device
That you’re reaping
Turned away from paradise
You’ll be creeping
Just to feel something nice
And end up keeping, it close to you
Morning tears
And late night beers