Confort is something i had never try
Confort is talking to the eye in the eye
You're bitter than i will never realize
You're bitter than i will never ever realize
When the eyes, well the eyes, choose to make no compromise
Well the eyes, well the eyes improvise
Confort is something i had never try
Confort is talking to the eye in the eye
If i could only be standing in front of your bed
I'll be a better lover than a liar instead
A man in the crowd with his cellphone on
Talking to himself with his cellphone on