You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever

There's a light on in Сhicago
And I know I should be home
All the colours of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup [bad word] 
Out in front of your neighbor's

With every breath I wish your body will be broken again