You know how to hurt me,
You know how to trample on my feelings.
Enough! It can't get any worse.
I played different roles.
I was looking for your reflection in the puddles
And I found it in alcohol.
That was the thing I needed.
Father, I like men like you.
But I like them for soul, not for beauty.
Mother, throw away the old stuff.
I’ve had enough cracks in my life.
Father, I like men like you.
But I like them for soul, not for beauty.
Mother, throw away the old stuff.
I’ve had enough cracks in my life.
I’ve curled up in the darkest corner.
I’ve cut my hair. I'm fed up.
When I was a child, you gave me a doll
And every evening before bed I used to sing songs to it.
I’m looking for a place when I can stay.
I’m looking for a person who I can hang on to, as I did in childhood.
I smoke cigarettes to keep my sanity.
That’s why I never tried to stop doing it.
Father, I like men like you.
But I like them for soul, not for beauty.
Mother, throw away the old stuff.
I’ve had enough cracks in my life.
Father, I like men like you.
But I like them for soul, not for beauty.
Mother, throw away the old stuff.
I’ve had enough cracks in my life.
Father, I like men like you.
But I like them for soul, not for beauty.
Mother, throw away the old stuff.
I’ve had enough cracks in my life.
You know how to hurt me,
You know how to trample on my feelings.
Enough! It can't get any worse.