After Fame

I have been so wrong
Breaking carved queens
Was using drugs and having awful dreams
I don’t know my own mind
Lost all my friends
I don’t think, left everything behind

Look how it’s terrible, when you’re in breakdown
Tears wetting your whole face, with nothing around.

Thought I was getting strong
Touching on the guitar strings
Going out with pretty young twins
Was late, but I realized
Who were really important fled away
I had no time to apologize

Look how it’s terrible, when you’re in breakdown
Tears wetting your whole face, with nothing around.

I’ll try to set right my mistakes
Maybe there’s a way to make it all fade
Out

Everything I should make, already made
Now I’m hoping a good end, and I am here seeing
Ho-w
It comes