Seven days and all that remains
are posters and tapes - you packed them away
in a place with locked iron gates
you pushed me away, you pushed me away

Good night, goodbye
when the morning comes you´ll speak to me of paradise
speed through the night, don´t cry
when the morning comes I´ll see you off to paradise

You would take my life in your hands
place each grain of sand under a lens 
smother me with new arguments
you pushed me away with every demand  

Good night, goodbye
when the morning comes you´ll speak to me of paradise
speed through the night, don´t cry
when the morning comes I´ll see you off to paradise

I know you wanted all of the best for me
all of the things you never had
it took me so long and now you´re gone
oh, mother, now I´ve come to understand