Doesn’t feel sorry, she doesn’t regret That she’s not able to love She doesn’t know what she misses And she will never know
She’s not the only one for someone And that is fine for her Cause she knows that tomorrow night She won’t be alone
Tomorrow night she won’t be alone
No excuse, taking shoes and leave No use to stop, don’t call, don’t be naive Love is no more than a disease Break loose, she feels released Love is no more than a disease Don’t be naive
Going out to a party every night Chill, drink, smoke Hundreds of new friends every day Are not friends at all
Looking cool doing what she wants All night long She doesn’t know how to give, no So roll baby roll