There was a flash of hope in your eyes
A minute meeting with your lies
You said I belonged to the wise
My naiveness would be a perfect disguise

You said a broken heart can never be broken again
If it did, there would be an explosion in the end
The murmurs of brokenness will whisper in my ears and die
And then they will change the way I look at the night sky

But then I still wonder,
I still wonder, why
The clouds are still black in the night sky.

I always said that my wise is you
Cause even your lies feel true
When you say I am beautiful, I am pure
For a second, I just felt so sure, but why pure?

You said a broken heart can never be broken again
If it did, there would be an explosion in the end
The murmurs of brokenness will whisper in my ears and die
And then they will change the way I look at the night sky

But then I still wonder,
I still wonder, why
The clouds are still black in the night sky.

So, was my heart never broken?
Or was it one of your deceits?
So, did you hurt me thinking that I won’t be hurt?
Or am I right now, just capable of feeling numb?

But then I still wonder,
I still wonder, why
The clouds are still black in the night sky.