Mais um da série "calo a boca e deixo falar por mim"

Porque quando eu não sei o que dizer, o mais sensato é deixar que os outros falem por mim.

"Everyday I love you less and less. It's clear to see that you've become obsessed. I've got to get this message to the press: that everyday I love you less and less.
And everyday I love you less and less. I've got to get this feeling off my chest. The doctor says all I need's pills and rest. Since everyday I love you less and less
And less, and less. I know, I feel it in my bones. I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control. Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel. I've got to know what's not and what's real. Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed. Impressed you're dressed to SOS
Everyday I love you less and less. You're turning into something I detest. And everybody says that you're a mess. Since everyday I love you less and less
Unless, unless. I know, I feel it in my bones. I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control. Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel. I've got to know what's not and what is real. Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed. Impressed you're dressed to SOS."