The poison is in the blood, you were my first
proof that life is beautiful,
and now I'm waiting for the down
of our last morning.
Cheat smeells every day more and more,
everybody has already known that for a long time,
and you crazy women
you play fair.
Everybody knows that story,
but only I didn't know,
because I loved him that it hurted,
and he enjoys my pain.
The one who knows you, knows very well that you are with another girl.
Where am I, where am I in that fairytale?
First lie (to me), seduce (me), then throw me away...
I don't know, I guess men are like that.
The one who knows you, knows verry well where are you with another girl.
Don't tell that you're not, because you are.
It seems to me that the chances are weak..
I don't know, I guess bastards are like that.
The poison is in the honey, wine is in the ice,
now it's your turn,
you are wrapping cheating in something sweet
for me so easily.