Le couteau dans le play [English translation]

Kindly, don't twist the knife in my back

No more flash-backs nor come-backs

The tears are on constant repeat

I know, I did it all, yes, feeling stifled

And if I get hell, I don't care,

I had it coming

Too bad if it's over or good thing if you like

Whose fault is it, yours, mine?

Kindly, don't twist the knife in my back

Your black comedy, I've had enough

Absolutely, utterly dislike

Quit overacting

Your blues on black, it's a scam

Own up if you're fair play

Too bad if it's over or good thing if you like

Whose fault is it, yours, mine?

Kindly, don't twist the knife in my back

You shove everything all in the same bag

Your feelings both true and fake

You don't know if I know that you were trialing me out

Love at backgammon, blackjacks, you won, lost, fast

Too bad if it's over or good thing if you like.