And One - Dead Love lyrics

Faces in your diary All the poems which made you sad Now it needs a surgery To remove me from inside your head It seems to be a perjury And promise I've to ignore My love is a luxury Once you were searching for Now you don't need me for sure Now you don't need me for sure Sold to memory store 'Cause I cannot afford you for sure Now it feels like before I don't need you for sure We don't need us for sure