Non + [English translation]

She doesn’t want me anymore1

What can I do about it?

But staying alone

Doesn’t hurt me anymore

She didn’t want me anymore

When she came back

I told her, “I’m sorry

But I’ve got other things to do”

I can’t breathe, I need oxygen

I’m a genius and my genius is incompatible

I was left with an unforgettable mark inside

I’m coloring with the yellow of a highlighter

I see the Sun on my chest, my anxiety rises all of a sudden

I erase it, stroke lines, I grab the yellow marker

I put light on my stomach, a little if it’s dark outside

What’s important is the light inside, warm and dry, it’s not cold

I take off my jacket when I go out (When I go out)

I’m still on fire on the inside

In Hell I get cold (Brrr)

I warm up with the ice

Enough (Enough), I go out and think (I go out and think)

Another bad day (Ah)

Another newspaper

Over my face

She doesn’t want me anymore

What can I do about it?

But staying alone

Doesn’t hurt me anymore

She didn’t want me anymore

When she came back

I told her, “I’m sorry

But I’ve got other things to do”

I can’t breathe, I need oxygen

You’re a burden on my neck with your fingers

I was left with a finger in your pus-

You felt I was hot, seems like an oxymoron

There’s the wind, the pinwheel spins

The cig spins, luck doesn’t spin, that sucks

My friend calls me but I don’t pick up

My new girl tells her to go fuck herself

Fuck herself, hey

She kisses my lips and I feel secure

I’ve found the cure, I don’t need help

I’m not named Judas, I promise

I smoke a cig again

Bad mood and paranoia

The anxiety in my stomach goes down

If my asthma goes up, I’m dead and that’s it

She doesn’t want me anymore

What can I do about it?

But staying alone

Doesn’t hurt me anymore

She didn’t want me anymore

When she came back

I told her, “I’m sorry

But I’ve got other things to do”

She doesn’t want me anymore

What can I do about it?

But staying alone

Doesn’t hurt me anymore

She didn’t want me anymore

When she came back

I told her, “I’m sorry

But I’ve got other things to do”

What can I do about it? I’m sorry

I fell in love with someone else, sorry

I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like her

When will you put your mind at ease?

There’s the wind, the pinwheel spins

The cig spins, luck doesn’t spin, that sucks

My friend calls me but I don’t pick up

My new girl tells her to go fuck herself

1. In Italian, the + sign is pronounced “più,” which means “more.”