Automatic girl you're halfway soon Sitting on a bike somewhere half June With a long gone feat And a broken heart In stupid English Mixing drinks on Sunday afternoons While listening to the poison velvet rules It's so cold this time And a long gone smile Will make us happy But maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me Broken dreams on plastic avenues She wrote her name on bold Italian shoes She's a girl this time With a mixed up life In a foreign language But maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me Cause maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me Maybe (And it was cold when you fell down and all you ever found) You're the (Was stories from a long, a long forgotten time) The girl in armour (I, I had to try) Maybe (When the darkness seems to fail and all the shame is gone) You're the (And stories from the past are written on the ground) The girl in armour (I'm sure gone)