Lyric

I wish you had fallen in love

With another man

You can follow him until

The end of the moon

And fuck him

Every summer afternoon

But at least our

Memories will remain

In the earth atmosphere

With the gravity, I feel

As if you were almost here

When you rotate and revolve

The sea would raise

And my tears would dissolve

In every lunar phase

But there is no Moonman to

Blame it on

I'm ground control without

Major Tom

The worst thing is that

It seems that it's so

Easy for you

I'm made of straw

I'm made of sticks

I wish I was made of bricks

Because this wind

That blows between us

Is tearing me down

But you seem fine

I wish I had

Broken your heart deeply

You could be my court

And punish me completely

It would be enough

To sentence me for life

Even better you could

Cut my hands off without a knife

So I could never take your

Hands and feel your skin again

But instead, I would feel

All your hatred and pain

And my blood would flow

From the calvary hill

To substitute

What your tears could not fill

I'm made of straw

I'm made of sticks

I wish I was made of bricks

Because this wind

That blows between us

Is tearing me down

But you seem fine