Le Sommeil du Monstre

Black has become your favourite colour for all the things it can conceal,
And as we're lying here together
I know exactly how you feel
It's time for me to leave this party,
But I've just got to ask you first
If you're only trying to make things better,
How come they always turn out worse?

Some were born to greatness,
Some were born to die
Never knowing the difference
Never knowing why
Some were born to change the world
Some never even try
But darling, you and I:
We were born to cry