February skies. You cause the resurrection of my butterflies. We got dressed up in disguise & I
tried my best but I just can’t recognize you.

Well, you, you’ve got no excuse Is this making you happy? Is this making you happy? Cause, it’s
true, you’re all I have to lose So if it’s making you happy. Then, it’s making me happy too.

Go do what you like. Cause you always find a way to be satisfied. But when all that glory dies.
You can find me trapped behind your tired eyes.

Yeah, you, you’ve got no excuse. This is making you happy This is making you happy Well, it’s
true, you’re all I have to lose So, if it’s making you happy. It must be making me happy too.

Well, I don’t know who you are. Well, I don’t care who you are, wanna fall in love, wanna fall
apart.
Well, I don’t care who we are, wanna fall in love till we fall apart.