You don’t know me yet
You have never seen me
völlig abzudrehn.
I stand in your garden
And play a song for you
You bang the window shut
You don’t care for it
When you think I can’t get up again
You’re totally wrong
Now I’ll make some noise first
And let the earth shudder
I totally go out of my mind
And it’s your fault only
Can you forgive me
That I can’t behave?
I feel really bad
In a nice manner
I ask myself
What am I doing here?
You’re mailbox is full
A thousand times: I love you
Why don’t you call back?
Why do you ignore me?
I’m fed up with this fuss
You don’t know how it is
Slowly but surely I am fed up!
I’m buggered
And the reason is you alone
It won’t take any longer
Till they take me into mental care
I’m totally f*cked up
I die from the addiction to you
Every second day I am at your door craving (to crave in German is „flehen“, „kratzen“ is scratching, but I thought craving fits better here)