An End Named Hope

Do people like us really believe in love?
Do people like us really believe in lust?
I'm not the man you need me to be

And every word we said is forgotten
And every chance we had has just gone
The pleasure we felt is now suffocated
And every passion has secretly faded

And our rage turned into dust
And every thought is under control
And your sex is sin that can t hide you
And your faith is weak compromise

Should still I care about you
Should still I care about you
But should still I care about your senseless life?
Should still I care about you
Should still I care about you
Should still I care about your hopeless love?