I went to a lot of places, I saw many things
I don't believe in coincidences
the day is dark, life is death
I can't stay here any longer
If life was a little fair
I would have been Marilyn Monroe
My white skirt would fly up
and you would just stay there staring
Loneliness is so contagious
that I am running even from myself
I'll love my mind for not falling in love
I feel bad for the others
Suffer suffer suffer suffer from my love
I am so sorry, suffer suffer from my love.