Your dress is nice, Today you’ve got something, In your eyes, But shoes are disgusting, And d’you know – I’ve been told, You haven’t ever listen my words, So…
You claim that I’ve ruined your life, And “blah-blah-blah…” You know – you seem so white, In spite of mud you’re tracking on your shoes, I think that point won’t make you feel abused, Won't make you feel abused!
… Another date, another play, Another hunting lustful maniac. Probably you will regret, About the time you have spent without me, Then you’ll think of coming back. Well actually here’s just nowt you can say, The show, Goes with the flow, In direction you know, We’re quiet like a stone…
Now you can turn me, Into pieces… So, what I feel like is not actually your business…
Just stop to smoke and looking unfriendly, So, what’s the point? I don’t know exactly, You were too sweet, So what’s up this morning? Maybe you are sick, Or you’re sitting on a something sharp. Yeah, I fucked up, actually, As it happens with the guys like me, And don’t you have an hour to wait? Tell, what’s so bad if I’m fucking late?.. If I’m fucking late…
…. Another date, another play, Another hunting lustful maniac…. Probably you will regret, About the time you have spent without me, Then you’ll think of coming back. Well actually here’s just nowt you can say, The show, Goes with the flow, In direction you know, We’re quiet like a stone…
Now you can turn me, Into pieces… So, what I feel like is not actually your business… There is something that keeps us together, Just stop to look and do whatever you wish… Another time…