Now I know you say that it's been a while
since you left me,
that you tired of me,
that you forgot me.
That I'll return
when you say if you want me to.
I already expected that from you.
Now I know who you are.
But it turns out that I don't like you,
that if I look at you, you almost frighten me,
that I can't even be with you for more than five minutes.
Because you speak so many foolish words.
If you don't love me and you despise me,
if you don't care that I'm with another,
why does it hurt you?
Why does it hurt you?
Now I know that you say you didn't like my caresses,
that you were irritated by many things about me,
that you've already had other, better men that loved you,
and so I ask you,
why did they leave?
But it turns out that I don't like you,
that if I look at you, you almost frighten me,
that I can't even be with you for more than five minutes.
Because you speak so many foolish words.
If you don't love me and you despise me,
if you don't care that I'm with another,
why does it hurt you?
Why does it hurt you?
Now I know that you say you didn't like my caresses,
that you were irritated by many things about me,
that you've already had other, better men that loved you,
and so I ask you,
why did they leave?
But it turns out that I don't like you,
that if I look at you, you almost frighten me,
that I can't even be with you for more than five minutes.
Because you speak so many foolish words.
If you don't love me and you despise me,
if you don't care that I'm with another,
why does it hurt you?
Why does it hurt you?
Why does it hurt you?