When I came back home, I was tired but happy. It was like an antipoison, those few days in love. You are not the one I loved, you talk about money, about breakup. It looks like you have changed, more than me in this adventure. It's not worth it to scream, to threaten, to argue. Too much is too much, I can't listen to you anymore, to complain about being always alone. It's not worth it to tell myself that I'm just an egoist. That I'm going to end up alone, that you don't love artists anymore. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. I'm taking my guitar, it's time, it's late. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. Don't worry, I'm not taking anything, just my body and my dog. It must exist somewhere, this life to which I'm going, I'm the one who's leaving. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. What would I have loved for so long? For you to understand, for you to wait for me. For you to know I really love you. For you to be a little more patient. Our life is a battle, towards love and then defeat. One of the two must go, I don't want this war anymore. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. I'm taking my guitar, it's time, it's late. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. Don't worry, I'm not taking anything, just my body and my dog. It must exist somewhere, this life to which I'm going, I'm the one who's leaving. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm the one who's leaving. I'm the one who's leaving, I'm taking my guitar, it's time, it's late. I'm the one who's leaving. I'm the one who's leaving.