I cross her path every day
In the staircase
The girl from the 4th floor
Building C

She always says hello
Head down
Sometimes I hear her singing
Under my floor

She doesn't live alone
He comes home in the evening
If he's in a bad mood
She remains smiling

When he walks through the door
Her heart beats
At first he loved her
Now he beats her

She puts on makeup
On her blue eyes
Blush to hide
Her bruises

Sometimes I hear her singing
Under my floor
The girl from the 4th floor
Building C

In the evening he turns up the TV
I hear noises under my floor
I hear him telling her to shut up
But damn, will you shut up
You're good for nothing but crying
You're good for nothing
You're pitiful
Look at yourself
You're not even worth
Looking at

Who are you talking to when I'm not there
You know that's what makes me sick
And don't tell me it's a friend of yours
Go on, tell me who this guy is

Stop saying I've drunk too much
Also, it's you who pushes me to the edge
Yeah, I know you don't love me anymore
I know you don't want us anymore

Yet life was beautiful together
Like in the movies where people are in love
He's apologized for the last time a hundred times
She's believed him a hundred times until the next

Hands trembling on my keyboard
There's nothing but silence under my floor
Down from the 4th floor, building C
Tonight I hear the sirens singing

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