Free

I was bitter, broken, busted, ripping up our pictures

All these immature emotions, my eyes run like rivers

I blacked out, I don't remember at all

Forgive me for the nasty things that I say when I'm wounded

Now that I can think rationally, I feel so stupid

Can we put this behind us?

Eu não quero convencer ninguém a ficar, quero livre 

Porque mesmo sendo livre 

Ficar seja uma escolha