The Perfect Ending

Taken in context It's not a bad thing But when you start to pick it apart It gets so depressed It's that sort of thing That makes you think too much It's that sort of thing Makes you lose your objectivity So if you made it Just be glad that you did and stay there If you ever feel loved or needed Remember that you're one of the lucky ones And if it's over Just remember what I told you It was bound to happen so just... Keep moving on There are no perfect endings You peel back the layers And get down to the inside But sometimes you loose sight Of what it was you were trying to find And it's that sort of thing That makes you think too much It's that sort of thing Makes you lose your objectivity So if you made it Just be glad that you did and stay there If you ever feel loved or needed Remember that you're one of the lucky ones And if it's over Just remember what I told you It was bound to happen so just... Keep moving on There are no perfect endings No perfect endings

El perfecto final

Tomado en contexto No es una mala cosa Pero cuando empiezas a recogerlo aparte Se pone tan depresivo Es ese tipo de cosa Que te hace pensar mucho Es ese tipo de cosa Te hace perder tu objetividad Y si lo hiciste Solo agradece que lo hiciste y quédate ahí Si algina vez te sentiste amado o necesitado Recuerda que eres de los suertudos Y si se acaba Solo recuerda lo que te dije Tenia que pasar entonces Sigue moviéndote No hay finales perfecto Tu pelas las capas Y te metes Pero a veces sueltas la vista O de lo que estabas intentando encontrar Y es ese tipo de cosa Que te hace pensasr mucho Es ese tipo de cosa Te hace perder tu objetividad Y si lo hiciste Solo agradece que lo hiciste y quédate ahí Si algina vez te sentiste amado o necesitado Recuerda que eres de los suertudos Y si se acaba Solo recuerda lo que te dije Tenia que pasar entonces Sigue moviéndote No hay finales perfecto