The days here are so similar as stamps at the post office
You got what they gave you, not what you hope for
You sit like everyday in the bus line 3
And all the people here act like they were alone
The sun floods the bus
But I just look past
You cast shadows here with your hands
You're the girl from checkout 2
This bus runs every day, every week, every year
Behind the bus the sky's dark and in front of us it is clear
And you look tired, outside the city passes by
Now I know who you are - the girl from the checkout 2
The days here are so similar like two empty sheets of paper
It always rain where it's already wet
And everywhere it's better than here
Your tattoo's still shining fresh, "Carpe Diem" is what it says
You look like you should slepp, for a whole day
I get off, the bus drives on
The seat next to you becomes available
You cast shadows here with your hands
You're the girl from checkout 2
This bus runs every day, every week, every year
Behind the bus the sky's dark and in front of us it is clear
And you look tired, outside the city passes by
Now I know who you are - the girl from the checkout 2
On your nails pictures are flashing, from islands far away
But we will always take the bus, you know that, we know that
I'd have something to tell you, but my bus ride is over
But we will see us here tomorrow, you are the girl from checkout 2
This bus runs every day, every week, every year
Behind the bus the sky's dark and in front of us it is clear
And you look tired, outside the city passes by
Now I know who you are - the girl from the checkout 2
On your nails pictures are flashing, from islands far away
But we will always take the bus, you know that, we know that
I'd have something to tell you, but my bus ride is over
But we will see us here tomorrow, you are the girl from checkout 2