Дима Билан

You should've written me a letter
Instead of saying what you say
It could've turned out so much better
And now your words play inside my head
I thought that I was nothing mean
By setting you free
It seems the memories are dead
And now I'm out of my head
It's not how I planned it
You should be loving me
You should be holding me
Why do you choose
To turn yourself loose
Every word, means to me
Yet you try desperately
Turning away
Baby, it's not that simple
For all the nights I lie here waiting
Morning finds me by myself
All you can say that I'm creating
My own sad match, my own hell
For all the loneliness I feel
I still want you here with me
When all the screaming is through
I've always been left with you
It's not how I planned it
You should be loving me
You should be holding me
Why do you choose
To turn yourself loose
Every word, means to me
Yet you try desperately
Turning away
Baby, it's not that simple