You used to write me letters
You´d send me records in the post
Like ´Born To Run´, by Springsteen
You knew the songs I love the most
But with the sweetest sorrow
Told you some things just won´t last

For you and I are passed our dancing days
I said it´s not your fault, I lied
and I don´t have time to watch you cry
And I´m thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai

I tried to treat you gently
I said I´d always be your friend
But now your hands are empty
You don´t know how to let this end

So with the sweetest sorrow
Let me spell it out for you

For you and I are passed our dancing days
I said it´s not your fault, I lied
I don´t have time to watch you cry
And I´m thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai

Did you think I wouldn´t notice
As if I wouldn´t pass an eye
Did you think that you could hide it
All of your violent delights

I said it´s not your fault, I lied
I don´t have time to watch you cry
And I´m thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai