que me lembre, foi esta desesperada confissão (um lamento universal pelo fim de uma relação) que me fez perceber que robert smith era muito mais que um cantor...

If you've got something left to say

You'd better say it now

Anything but "stay"

Just say it now

We know we've reached the end

We just don't know how

"well at least we'll still be friends"

Yeah one last useless vow

"there are different ways to live"

Yeah I know that stuff

"other ways to give"

Yeah all that stuff

But holding onto used to be

Is not enough

Memory's not life

And it's not love

We should let it all go

It never stays the same

So why does it hurt me like this

When you say that I've changed?

When you say that I've aged?

Say I'm afraid

And all the tears you cry

They're not tears for me

Regrets about your life

They're not regrets for me

It never turns out how you want

Why can't you see?

It all just slips away

It always slips away

Eventually

So if you've got nothing left to say

Just say goodbye

Turn your face away

And say goodbye

You know we've reached the end

You just don't know why

And you know we can't pretend

After all this time

So just let it all go

Nothing ever stays the same

So why does it hurt me like this

To say that I've changed?

To say that I've aged?

Say I'm afraid

But there are long long nights when I lay awake

And I think of what I've done

Of how I've thrown my sweetest dreams away

And what I've really become

And however hard I try

I will always feel regret

However hard I try

I will never forget

I will never forget