[Verse 1: Egor Kreed]
You go to work, I'm on tour again
My friends tell me I'm crazy, that I fell in love with an idiot
I want to talk about the pain inside, but I'm not allowed
I joke that I'm a chess player, in my mind you're a chess piece
Feelings can't be bought
Understand, men really don't give a damn about how cool a manicure is
I care about what's inside, even if your looks are cool
Love is absurd, from fights to sex with a smoke break
[Refrain: Egor Kreed & Nyusha]
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone
[Verse 2: Nyusha]
You know, we always lived on different planets
You always saw winter, while I saw summer
And we fell asleep at dawn
I didn't know then that it was a cage.
So strong, so ambitious
But you never found out what is inside me
You never asked, but I forgave you
(I forgave you)
[Refrain: Egor Kreed & Nyusha]
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone
[Verse 3: Egor Kreed & Nyusha]
I really want to forgive you,
but the music will remind us.
A world where it's just you and me
A world where it's just you and me
It is so difficult with you near
We are not the same, but we look the same
My heart hurts, it's true
(How do I forget you?)
[Refrain: Egor Kreed & Nyusha]
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me (don't call)
If I call, don't answer the phone
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone (don't answer)
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love (you know this)
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone
You and I, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
So no offence, but this is not love
I'm going home, don't call me
If I call, don't answer the phone