Vārdi: Lykke Li. Wounded Rhymes. Unrequited Love.

Once again it's happening
All this love is unrequited
Twice the pain, the suffering
All my love is unrequited
All my love is unrequited

That must mean I'll live again
And get back what I gave my men
Get back what I lost to them

All the shame, this crying game
All my love I've been denied
All my love is unrequited

And I know it so well
I could play it again
Looking back at myself
While the violin plays

This endure is my tomb
Another stitch to my wound
Another inch in this dwell
I know it all too well

When once again it's happening
All our love has gone divided
All my love is unrequited
All my love is unrequited

All my love is unrequited
All my love is unrequited