she's hot and cold
When she was just a girl she expected the world. But it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teeth. Life goes on, it gets so heavy. The wheel breaks the butterfly. Every tear, a waterfall. In the night, the stormy night. She'll close her eyes in the night. The stormy night away she'd fly. [...] Still lying underneath the stormy skies she said: "I know the sun's set to rise."