I don't want to shackle you
Or use duct tape
But I'm sometimes home
Already before Hesari 1
You're saying you're tired
From overtime still
Was it the pizza guy who called?
Thanking for last night
I don't recognize that parfume
You're fiddling your phone again
Why do you hide in your scarf?
And I'm thinking...
Chorus:
So what the actual fuck?
I'm running out of humor
It's nice to have friends
But friends don't make hickies
So what the actual fuck?
Soon your legos2 will start to fall
Your drunken tongue kisses
I heard some rumors of
So what the actual fuck?
I'm running out of humor
I don't want to stalk you
Or use Finder,
But your bathroom cabinet
Had an eyeliner in it
When new friends
You search from Tinder-pictures
I'm waiting for a new surprise
Like from Kinder-egg's
I don't recognize that parfume
You're fixing your collars
Those aren't mosquito bites
And I'm thinking...
Chorus
I want to give you a one more chance
On a Sunday morning I apologize
That I overreacted or just demanded too much
Your door gets opened by my best friend
Chorus
1. A slang word for Helsingin Sanomat, a newspaper2. A slang word for teeth.