作词 : Maija Sofia Makela
作曲 : Maija Sofia Makela
This is how the dust settles 
it's a flimsy filter to the aftershock
you ask if I admire you, of course I do, 
but to tell you the truth
I'm just a cheap wounded glitter fling, 
a pretty thing, but I will not be worth it.

Lethargic darlin', little old you and me, 
are we almost obsolete?
The distance grows stark and planetary,
there is nothing there to touch or see
and 'Love', that scarred tarnished shrapnel dream,
is left undone
and I'm just cold and easy

So I will not be worth it

But come here, come here
come here, my sweet damaged dear.
Come here, come here,
come here my cheap box of fears.
Come here, come here, 
come here my sweet damaged dear, 
come here, come here,
come here, spin gold from my tears.

But you know I'm not worth it.