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We have gone crazy or what's wrong with us,
That whatever we do, everything fails,
Inevitably day after day,
We hurt each other to death over nonsense.

We have gone crazy or what's wrong with us,
That we don't forgive each other at all,
That we barely talk out of cowardice,
Just good nights or good mornings.

Ours is a cruel love,
One of those to cry a thousand times,
But if you still accept it,
Look at me, here I am.

We have gone crazy or what's wrong with us,
That we make a big deal out of almost nothing,
That more or less, night after night,
We fill ourselves with wounds and reproaches.

We have gone crazy or what are we waiting for,
If this is slipping away from us,
Minute after minute, hour after hour,
I pretend to hate you, you ignore me.

Ours is a cruel love,
One of those to cry a thousand times,
But if you still accept it,
Look at me, here I am.

We have gone crazy or it seems so.