So listen up, girl Who could tell that I would fall in love with you You said we’re just friends And all of the extra is not on your agenda But I’m living in my futile dreams And pretending that you give a shit about me Couple of weeks ago I told you I am over you But I lied
Seems like you are the one who has that skill Of controlling all of me A single clap of your hands can heal And an eyebrow move makes me So miserable and weak
You’re killing me, girl It feels like I caught a flu And I don’t know what to do Sometimes my hands want To trepanate your sweet skull To see what the hell is going on in there
Now I’m trying to keep some patience But the anger grow so quick Finally I’m sure that our relationships Are finished and I quit that shit