[Intro : Maître Gims]
You know guys like me disappoint very often
Disappear very often, I have a bad history
I'll lie to you sometimes, for coming home late at night
You need to know honey, I'm not the guy for you
[Chorus 1 : Maître Gims]
I'll end up running away, escaping, escpaing
I'm not a lover, lover, lover
I behave like a loser, loser, loser
Then I'll end up running away, escaping, escaping
Yeah
[Verse 1 : Vitaa]
You know girls like me make guys like you cry
At the start, you think you're controlling me, it's perfect
I let you believe I'm naïve, you hope I'll obey you
You'll end up waiting for my calls
You believe a girl like me is a stranger to this
Me, I infiltrated your phone four years ago
There's still time for you to express your regrets
We won't touch your car if you give me back my stuff
[Chorus 2 : Vitaa]
You'll end up falling, falling, falling
You'll beg me to listen to you, drunk, drunk
You'll end up sinking, sinking, sinking
It's you who wanted to play, play, play
[Verse 2 : Maître Gims]
I am the Nightmare on Elm Street, I'm leaving when you sleep
I put on my best clothes, I have a problem like Nicky
I've changed you, it's more than just a helping hand
Cinderella? Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo!
You're fucked if I leave you in this situation
Ah! Uh huh, no more gifts
You are the shadow of my shadow, like the Pussycat Dolls!
Cindy don't be angry
To forget you, I had to imagine you taking a shit!
Look at yourself in the mirror
I was perhaps the only guy who had never seen Pink Paradise
Oh shit, bye to you're more than family
We'll ignore you like the friend of a friend
I had to introduce you to Karl Lagerfeld
But you screwed up, go ahead run!
[Verse 3 : Vitaa]
Are you thinking about when I return to the beat?
You who said "Vitaa-Gims on a feature: but on what grounds?"
Now, tell me, who's putting pressure on you on this beat?
And, if you're dancing, it's to Vitaa-Gims, discreetly, we're making a hit
[Verse 4 : Maître Gims / Vitaa]
You're gonna regret all those moments carrying on like that
Why regret when it's me who decides that everything stops here?
You won't see any guy like me again
You, you mistook me for a groupie of Wa'
I warned you, I'm not staying
You're welcome, I'm not holding you back
[Chorus 1 : Maître Gims + Chorus 2 : Vitaa]
[Outro : Vitaa]
You'll tell me "Vi, sit down, I need to talk to you, I've spent my day in the dark
You'll beg me to listen, to listen, you won't be able to forget me
"Vi, sit down, I need to talk to you, I'm starting to get fed up"
You'll beg me to stop, it's done, it's you who wanted to play