Että mitähän vittua [English translation]

I don't want to shackle you

Or use duct tape

But I'm sometimes at home

Before the morning paper*

You say that you're tired

Still from overtime

Did the pizza driver call

Thanked for last night

I don't recognize that perfume

You fumble with your phone again

Why do you hide in your scarf

And I think

refrain:

So, what the fuck?

I'm starting to running out of humor

Nice that you have friends

But they don't do hickeys

So, what the fuck?

The legos** are going to drop soon

I've heard stories

Of your drunk kisses

So, what the fuck?

I'm starting to running out of humor

I don't want to stalk you

Or use finder

But I found eyeliner

From your bathrooms cabinet

When you're finding new friends

From Tinder-photos

I wait new surprise

Like from Kinder-eggs

I don't recognize that perfume

You repair collars

Those aren't mosquitos bites

And I think

refrain

So, what the fuck?

I'm starting to running out of humor

I want give to you one more opportunity

I apologize at Sunday-morning

That I overreacted or demand just too much

But my best friends opens the door

refrain