From so much feeling the skin burn,
from so much shouting 'I love you' to the stars,
and then to betray your loyalty,
I played around with happiness.
From so much saying [']well[',] knowing that it's bad,
from so much spying on those who go down, those who go out,
I've forgotten about life and love
and the little things I [once] had in my heart.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.
From so much travelling by sky and by sea,
from so much seeing and then not observing,
and to get to [be] number one,
I only think of myself and don't believe in anyone.
From so much night changing into day,
from so much warning: 'Tonight I won't return',
I've forgotten about life and love
and the little things I [once] had in my heart.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.
From so much sleeping in a bed not mine,
from so much dreaming a dream not true,
I sold this soul of mine
but only to transistor [radios] and to a record collection.
From so much accepting those who count and aren't worth it,
from so much following a trivial world,
I've forgotten about life and love
and the little things I [once] had in my heart.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.
Can't live like this. Can't live like this.