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
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
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!!
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