it's my best friend and enemy it's all that I would be looking for in a relationship that knew of duration Its my best-known wound, it's the one I talk about when I tell you that it tastes like water The one you dismiss as a day of yesterday And it’s all that you need to know about me to start the tango and its only kindness what I said with dead eyes that talk about the romance in roofs with rain and forgotten clothes because it's all that I don’t know how to say when we are left in the silence we never talk about. Ta.