If the phone doesn't ring   It's me   I know things won't work out   Don't believe   There's a glass between something   You saw before   And the wrong impression left   Leaves no more      Tell a lie   Case in fact      I feel the same   Alot can go on in my place   I need to know   Why in the end things turned out wrong   I know      When the things you've done won't lie awake   I think I'd be on the first mistake   Noone understands this badly   I might as well   You might guess the same yourself   But it's so hard to tell      If you like,   I'll be more exact      If you agree,   We'll make a pact