When we met, it was nice
Mysteries on our faces
And as we moved to a two-room flat on Annankatu street
We did things like a couple
Still, now later on, I feel slightly annoyed
That I had to promise that you can take a picture
For as we split up
You put me on the net
The way nature had meant me to be
Did it mean this?
When we split up you put me on the net
The whole world is watching me
In the lights of the screen, in the houses of the lonely ones
You bastard you can't understand
People are fragile even if lewd
Certain things are better kept to oneselves...
Within a small circle, stories don't get spread out
By the paydesk, the teller is staring at me
Has s/he seen something way more?
For as we split up
You put me on the net
The way nature had meant me to be
Did it mean this?
When we split up you put me on the net
Some Ilpo is watching me
And touching himself
Isn't there anything that is own anymore?