Going around more than the clock on the wall
With the needles of thinking wherever you are
Drinking whisky to help me sleep
But you can't live waiting for you
I no longer want to search for you
I got tired of calling you
And asking me questions that come together
While you, who now go out on Tuesdays
It doesn't seem to matter to you
Our love is crumbling and you are partying
Turning around in my room
And the television is off
Turning around in my room
And the television is off
And I don't know if now you go out just to forget me
Or is it that you are now awake because you forgot about me?
I know I brought this on myself, that I let you down too
But I die of jealousy thinking of you with someone else
I am looking at your photos
Those that you put with others
And you take your time, you take your photos
And I'm drinking whisky to be able to sleep
But I already waited for you
What else do you want from me?
Because I no longer want to look for you
I got tired of calling you
And asking me questions that come together
While you, who now go out on Tuesdays
It doesn't seem to matter to you
Our love is crumbling and you are partying
Turning around in my room
And the television is off
Turning around in my room
And the television is off
Turning around, around, around
And the television is off
Turning around, around, around
And the television is off