And I've tried to ignore itnBut this feeling won't quitnThat you are habit-formingnAnd I can't handle itnnAll our days were focussed on the sorriesnI break, you change a lotnnBut not even love can make us what we are notnWe tear the place apartnBut in the end still find no trace of what we arenOnly what we are notnWe've turned this thing aroundnSo many times it's in flightnnNow that we can no longer see the groundnI'd say we lost the kitennAll our will was focussed on the untilnI break, you change a lotnnBut not even love can make us what we are notnnWe tear the place apartnBut in the end still find no trace of where we arennWe wandered off too farnAnd who could have predictednThat love would be a weapon to wieldnnThat wounds when self-inflictednNever healnnWe tear the place apartnBut in the end still find no trace of what we arennI break you change we walknBut not even love can make us what we are notnnWe tear the place apartnBut in the end still find no trace of what we arennOnly what we are not