LEARN LYRICS

How stupid

That I talk to you when I hate you a little

Every woman knows this

That you're not a man, but you still fall for it

You know what I think

Boy talking about sex

That you look at yourself in the mirror

Convinced of being at the center of this universe

That I from this evening

I split the streets

If I cross your name

I might even die

But no longer about love

Otherwise I already know that

You only tell me about yourself

But what do you want?

But how boring it is

Do as you want

You can also give me some

But between you and me

You really are the prima donna

Bitch

Now I wonder why

This big mess

For a little, little, little, little man

Do I say it?

But what a nerve

As tough as it is ugly

You talk too much, too often

Like old women in the square

But what fun is there?

With someone like you?

Then I remind you the hell if

If I from this evening

I split the streets

If I cross your name

I might even die

But no longer about love

Otherwise I already know that

You only tell me about you, you

But what do you want?

But how boring it is

Do as you want

You can also give me some

But between you and me

You really are the prima donna

Bitch

Now I wonder why

This big mess

For a little, little, little, little man

Do as you want

You can also give me some

But between you and me

You really are the prima donna

Bitch

Now I wonder why

This big mess

For a little, little, little, little man