No way

Why don't I bang my head against that wall?
Why don't I throw a stone to crash that window?
Why don't I run away to leave my fucking brain behind?

Maybe
I'm not brave enough to do it.

And I'm not wise enough to understand
what I'm really thinking,
what I'm really doing,
what a strange way to love I always have.

If I had found the map
to travel through your heart,
I would have lost myself into your veins.

But
at the end
that's all that I've got.
Got nothing,
neither your pain nor mine.
Nothing,
no courage,
no wisdom,
no map,
no heart,
no thing,
no way.