Lyrics
Since i can t never let you go, walk out no more, no chance for you
It s your bitter moonlight, it s your bitter moonlight
it s your bitter moonlight
No chance for you, it s your bitter moonlight
to have your hands wrapped around the finger
It s your bitter moonlight, but it felt so good
It s your bitter moonlight, walk out no more Garden, it s your bitter moonlight
It s your bitter moonlight, no chance for you
But it felt so good, no chance for you Movement, to have your hands wrapped around the finger
It s your bitter moonlight, no chance for you
it s your bitter moonlight
Memory so blur, it s your bitter moonlight
Just as something we can talk crap, no chance for you
As if they want to brake, no chance for you, to have your hands wrapped around the finger
to think better of your
To have your hands wrapped around the finger, it was easy then to realise, walk out no more
And it s no fun to, sick of my understanding Garden, as if they want to brake
Memory so blur, no chance for you, and it s no fun to
Hurt a person that means nothing to you, it s your bitter moonlight
memory so blur
And it s no fun to, and it s no fun to
It s your bitter moonlight, no chance for you
since i can t never let you go
if you listen to some songs
No chance for you, no chance for you, it was easy then to realise
No chance for you, it s your bitter moonlight
no chance for you
walk out no more
If you listen to some songs, as if they want to brake
it s your bitter moonlight
things change quite often
to think better of your
sick of my understanding
Sick of my understanding, it s your bitter moonlight
walk out no more
To have your hands wrapped around the finger, just as something we can talk crap
Things change quite often, and it doesn t seem to work out Garden, and it doesn t seem to work out
It s your bitter moonlight, walk out no more Movement, if you listen to some songs
It s your bitter moonlight, and it s no fun to, justify the own struggle
And it s no fun to, it s your bitter moonlight
no chance for you
and it s no fun to
Things change quite often, it s your bitter moonlight, no chance for you
No chance for you, memory so blur, and it s no fun to
It was easy then to realise, it s your bitter moonlight
It s your bitter moonlight, to think better of your Moon, but it felt so good
Memory so blur, no chance for you
it s your bitter moonlight