Know that you're not good for me
Think I need you anyway
We see each other, have sex sometimes
You call your ex sometimes, what the hell is happening
We both probably know that we see other people
But we close our eyes when we do it with each other
I assume when you ask me to stay
When I go home then you call someone else
I can't manage to miss you
Still it is you I think about
Of course it will be wrong sometimes
Especially when we see each other with somebody else
You want to have something that lasts in the long run
But you know that we did it better
Go away from there because I can't see you
Now we stand here, what the hell do we do now
When all of our lies have come to an end
And all that we do is sick
But nobody else touches me like you do
No, nobody else touches me like you do
I don't want to touch you, be with you
I only want to touch you, be with you
Little baby, does it feel lonely now
Sometimes I can regret that we fuck it out
We don't see the sun
No sand between the toes
No fucking vacation
But we don't want to work
It feels like we go there together in fear and wait for the summer
Who cares about the winter, about the spring, about the autumn, it works in the summer
We fight, we scream, we fuck, we close our eyes together and fall asleep
But when will we wake up?
Now we stand here, what the hell do we do now
When all of our lies have come to an end
And all that we do is sick
But nobody else touches me like you do
No, nobody else touches me like you do
Because all of our lies have come to an end
And all that we do is sick
But nobody else touches me like you do
Now we stand here, what the hell do we do now
If we found a dream, it was already doomed, sorry
But you still want to give it a chance and I wonder how do you think now
You have already forgotten, we are only lies, sorry
But a pretty important detail is that I do not feel like you do
If there was a dream, it was already doomed, sorry
And we both know that it is true
Now we stand here, what the hell do we do now
When all of our lies have come to an end
And all that we do is sick
But nobody else touches me like you do
No, nobody else touches me like you do
Because all of our lies have come to an end
And all that we do is sick
But nobody else touches me like you do
Now we stand here, what the hell do we do now