I wonder which one of us is going to come out and say it first.
I wonder if it will be an apology or just a sad excuse.
But neither of us wants to be the one who leaves first.
And neither of us wants to be the one that breaks the other.
But we're both hurting each other... in silence.
Ya estamos acostumbrados al dolor y me da miedo pensar que las cosas podrían estar peor.