My thoughts are pollution, my heart is unclear.
It's crazy I should think of you
When you were never really here

The past and the echo, the future unknown
Your promise is a whisper at the end of the telephone

Don't ever say ‘I told you so'
When [bad word] to love, even Saints can lose control
Knew you were lying my thunderstar
I stayed around and let you tear my world apart
Beatifully [bad word]  that's all you are
And if I could, you know I'd break your American heart

These thoughts are ridiculous
There's nothing to hold
Why should I keep on searching for traces.....

The past is a memory, the future a lie
Your love was an illusion that's waving goodbye

Don't ever say ‘I told you so'
When [bad word] to love, even Saints can lose control
Knew you were lying my thunderstar
I stayed around and let you tear my world apart
Beatifully [bad word] (beautifully [bad word] , that's all you are
And if I could, you know, I'd break your American heart

We may search for answers
I don't know...
But if I could, you know I would break your American heart
Your American heart, your American heart

Knew you were lying my thunderstar I stayed around and let you tear my world apart
Beatifully [bad word] (beautifully [bad word] , that's all you are
And if I could, you know I'd break your American heart
Your American heart, your American heart.