That maybe everything would be so different
Congrats, how am I supposed to move on?
It went wrong for loving too much
It went wrong for loving too little
They told me I only love crazy people
It's 'cause the thrill isn't just kissing on the mouth
I cry in secret to say it didn't hurt
My God, I don't recognize myself
My God, call me and I'll come running
And in the end everybody turns into friends
And in the end everybody turns into friends
I sit on the bed, call your name
You vanish 'cause you always disappear
Like a prayer I surrender
I say I don't do romance but if you want it I do too
Who's my four-leaf clover, I'm meeting new people
I dig Nutella, magazines, soap operas
Looks like my fate is to third-wheel
I cry in secret to say it didn't hurt
My God, I don't recognize myself
My God, call me and I'll come running
And in the end everybody turns into friends
And in the end everybody turns into friends
And in the end everybody turns into friends
And in the end everybody turns into friends