Everything goes and there's always a loser
The one that loves more loses
Just like at a blackjack table
I'll forget your cheap love
I'll forget your Judas kisses
Today I'm gonna give my poor heart
One coat of some paint
That your memories have left on it
For me it's like a puzzle
What for you is a no-brainer
I have wrinkles in my soul
You have stones in your heart
My feelings wear sweats
And yours dress in Dior
For this skimmed heart
That little by little bleeds out
Last briefly and always leave a bad taste
Squeezed into my withered heart
I'll forget your cheap love
I'll forget your Judas kisses
Today I'm gonna give my poor heart
A couple of coats of some paint
That your memories have left on it
For me it's like a puzzle
What for you is a no-brainer
I have wrinkles in my soul
You have stones in your heart
My feelings wear sweats
And yours dress in Dior!!
For this skimmed heart
That little by little bleeds out
I spent my years forgotten in a trap
For mice in which you were the cheese
You with a degree in love
To study that first kiss you gave me
And now I tell you that you have no heart
That you leave me no choice
That our relationship was a joke
Dear suburban Barbie
Run, your Ken is waiting