Automatic girl you're halfway soon
Sitting on a bike somewhere half June
With a long gone feat
And a broken heart
In stupid English

Mixing drinks on Sunday afternoons
While listening to the poison velvet rules
It's so cold this time
And a long gone smile
Will make us happy

But maybe
You're the
The girl in armour
Instead of me

Broken dreams on plastic avenues
She wrote her name on bold Italian shoes
She's a girl this time
With a mixed up life
In a foreign language

But maybe
You're the
The girl in armour
Instead of me

Cause maybe
You're the
The girl in armour
Instead of me

Maybe
(And it was cold when you fell down and all you ever found)
You're the
(Was stories from a long, a long forgotten time)
The girl in armour
(I, I had to try)

Maybe
(When the darkness seems to fail and all the shame is gone)
You're the
(And stories from the past are written on the ground)
The girl in armour
(I'm sure gone)