I never thought it’d be so hard talking to you.
Somehow I’ll manage although I know it’s not true.
Then, what is the first thing that I’m going to say?
And, it doesn’t matter ‘cause for you it’s just the same.

I can’t stand this no more.
(You fooled me once, you fooled me twice).
I can’t stand being your clown anymore, I say no!!
I can’t stand this no more.
(You fooled me once, you fooled me twice).
But this time it won’t go on.

I talk about “current affairs” and you say “huh”
Ok. Let’s talk about fashion and now I say “duh!”
Yeah, I have the feeling if I don’t entertain you soon;
I will be talking to myself all the afternoon.
It’s not all on me, c’mon!, I think we are two.
You are the “answering machine” and talk is all I do.
I’m, cracking my brains, baby, oh but, it’s no use.
It, seems this time your exhausted buffoon can’t pull it through.

I know I have to take it just as it was a game.
I can understand that, but I don’t like this “solo play”.
I swear I put it all my efforts, and, what for?
You didn’t tell me a word, there’s no point on this.