In my bed there's a man
he has a tattoo of Jack Nicholson
he lays naked and sleeps
and I wonder who the fuck is he
Not at least the fairy prince
I will some day fall in love with
so I get up quietly
dress up in a staircase
I sit in a cafe
my back towards the door
and I'm not feeling
proud of myself at all
Mom calls and says
that it would be nice if I'd pay a visit
but she would only spreach
I have heard it many times already
It goes like this:
Milla hey, you have to change
you are throwing your life away
you just don't seem to care
it won't take you anywhere
You're not any little girl
you have to start to live in this world
and give up those childish games
There's a picture in the cafe
an old monochrome photo
on a windy beach a woman
holds on her hat and smiles
she has her toes in the sand
watching plays of a little child
the boy has found a seashell
he listens to it with care
The noise of a phone
takes me back to this life
Heli wants to know
where I suddenly went last night
And I answer her even thought
I know it's not the smartest move
Because I already know
the words that Heli's gonna choose
She says this:
Milla hey, you have to change
you are throwing your life away
you just don't seem to care
it won't take you anywhere
You're not any little girl
you have to start to live in this world
and give up those childish games
Milla hey, you have to change
you are throwing your life away
you just don't seem to care
it won't take you anywhere
You're not any little girl
you have to start to live in this world
and give up those childish games
Give up
Give up those childish games