I saw you and it was love
As they say on first sight
But now I'm tired of sleeping
I hate our next fuck
I'm afraid of your hands
Of your mouth of your looking
You're a poster on my walls
You're the knife in my neck
I've got enough of your mocca eyes
I've got enough of you, dear
I'm fed up with exhausting myself
I'm fed up and that's life
You've been the ardour of all fervours
I've been the flesh in your flesh
You've been the queen of porno
I've been your liftboy, young and soft
I can hear you calling from far away
For the last time, come on, open the door
But to all monsters who created you
I won't ever open the door anymore
I've got enough of your mocca eyes
I've got enough of you, dear
I'm fed up with exhausting myself
I'm fed up and that's life
You're coming in and you see me hanging
With a rope around my neck
Now sweet flirting is over
Like I love you and all that smud
I can feel it coming for the last time
Can feel it going into my pants
Although I've taken my own life
I do know he's still standing
I've got enough of your mocca eyes
I've got enough of you, dear
I'm fed up with exhausting myself
I'm fed up and that's life