Yes, you know that I’ve been waiting,
All my fucking life to be with you.
And you know that we could do it,
But “we just don’t seem to get along”.

Last night when we were talking,
You said some things that weren’t very nice.
And I’m tired of your goddamn caprices,
I think this is the end of our relation…

And then you called me, saying you’re sorry,
And I tell you to fuck off!
And then you asked me: “can I do something?”
Next millennium you can try.

If we could see each other once again,
I think there’s no second chance.

Can’t you just leave me alone?
My whole life’s a mess with you around.
When you call or when you show up,
I’m tired of saying there’s nothing more.

Now you’re saying that you have changed, but,
You can’t catch me with that anyway.
‘Cause I know you better than no one,
Past is past and never comes again…