Never been that lucky man, unsure about anything or Choosing better paths Falling in love with girls who don't like boys Or that kind who’ll make my chest bleed 13 years, it should be less, it could be more Nothing seems to matter since that August 4th We've never lost one single minute throughout Those 180 hours of secret cheerfulness It was so much fun, so freaking lovely It took the wrong way When you heard stuff from them Even that psychohistory won't be enough to calculate The date I'll regret Do not get in touch, no kindness and don't worry, please, she said I just thought: Why this? Why now? It could've been better If I'd met someone who didn't like TV either, somehow Through the darkness of her eyes, I was just hoping to find Any breath from that red voice Breaking down, I'm breaking down Break damn protocols It was so much fun, so freaking lovely But it took the wrong way When you heard stuff from them Even that psychohistory won't be enough to calculate The date I will regret Do not get in touch, no kindness and don't worry, please, she said to me