But every single song
Tells the same story
It's always about a boy
And a despairing girl
She calls him,
And he doesn't hear her
He only sees her,
But she doesn't see him
We made books out of him,
And divine tragedies too
Out of that situation,
Rock songs and spleen
A melody you hear everywhere
Oh, I need you baby
I need you baby
Baby, yes I do
It's always "always" that rimes with "oh, oh"
That thing there, you have to guess it
My first word is "desire"
My second word is "pleasure"
My third word is "suffering", oh, oh
And the whole thing means "memories"
She sticks some paint,
Some eyeliner on her face
He puts on small earrings
To give himself some style
People want to be appealing,
People want to get dates
And then one day, it's war
That game drives people crazy
There is danger, there are victims,
An assassin who assassinates
But the assassin, you have to guess it
His first word is "desire"
His second word is "pleasure"
His third word is "suffering", oh, oh
And the whole thing means "memories"
It's some teenage melancholy,
Or nights filled with so much desire you could die
Hanging on the hook of a soulmate
It's always all about sighing
Ah, ah...
But every single song tells the same story,
That story you have to guess
My first word
My first word is "desire"
My second word is "pleasure"
My third word is "suffering", oh, oh...
My first word is "desire"
My second word is "pleasure"
My third word is "suffering", oh, oh...
My first word is "desire"
My second word is "pleasure"
My third word is "suffering", oh, oh...
And the whole thing means "memories", oh, oh...