You should have told me that you didn't feel like
Maybe I would have said please
try to be another key part
But you said that you saw this life with me
and I, without looking, with you
without realizing it, in your words I already believed
I'm street; if I had known that you
want to play, that this was just another fling
I would have lied to myself and I wouldn't have
It's too late, you call, my helping hand
For your own good you said that you wanted to play, that
I'm an object of your intimacy, I would have
saved the best kisses
for skin, if it isn't going to be that
what matters to a person
And nothing, but you said that you saw this
life with me, and as I, if you looked at me
with you, without realizing it, in your words
I believed, and so I stayed quiet; if I had known that
you want to play, that this was only
one more moment, I would have lied to myself and
wouldn't want to give everything on my part
It's not too late, she gives me the
last signals; if I had known that
you want to play, that it's just a game
of your intimacy, I would have kept the
best kisses in her purse
for whom, if it isn't going to be that
it mattered to add up and if you valued me