When will you break up?
When will you break up?
Fuck that
How do you even like that hulk
when my muscles are not showing
when I flex like that.
I like your pics,
I thought we should celebrate.
I throw in a party for you
and check you out there.
Champagnes are new, a guaranteed taste
Drinking with a taste of vomit in my mouth
It’s difficult when you’re not Ankara's boo
I have to get you for fuck's shake
I say, look at me after one year
I promise I’ll be a star.
Then I’ll reveal after five years
I did it all for you like Gatsby.
It’s clear in practice,
even though it’s not on paper,
if we would know each other I’d be out of the friendzone.
Oh, it’s one-sided,
you can’t fool me
when your eyes say:
I’d want to but I don’t dare.
Verse:
A pretty picture and you decided to comment me back again,
It feels like this is starting to get serious.
You know where I hold it,
when you’re ready, send me some code,
Good things come to those who wait.
Chorus:
That’s why I’m waiting for when will you break up
when will you break up?
Sorry baby, I didn’t mean to make a scene
but when will you break up
when will you break up?
And just when you have a birthday party going on
I’ll show up shitfaced
and shout when will you break up
when will you break up?
I creep at the gable,
I’m pouring the champagne
it doesn’t decrease although I’m drinking too much.
A table between us,
I wouldn’t like to be so far away.
Then you walk past me, and look at me.
What was your plan,
when you came here.
I’m going to mess my head up
Why did you do that?
This is so wrong yet so right.
I’m starting to loose it inside my head,
when the thoughts go in a familiar direction.
How in the fuck you go to sleep
when I’m not the one sleeping with you.
Crazy things on my mind,
this doesn’t make sense
I hope that a lightning would strike your man,
I’d come to comfort
If I’m not good enough you’re free to go
but I’m the best mistake you could make.
verse
Chorus
You’re the goddess
I see in my dreams.
Baby I have an altar full of your pictures at home.
I wait like a dog not seeing it’s owner,
But I’ll lurk until the end in the eye of the tiger.
You’re the goddess
I see in my dreams.
Baby I have an altar full of your pictures at home,
let’s get married there or let’s speed to Vegas.
For you I’m so fucking insane
Chorus