Being late
Feeling just as if world' s going to explode
Seeking for the bus and breaking up again,
Answering stupid calls containing only "when?"
Come by the time - it isn't your fault
That everything around
"Is against the way you hold"
Now neignbours are gazing grimly
And joking "what a man"
Again you r looking silly
And tell new fairy-tale
Come by the time - it isn't your fault
That everything around
"Is against the way you hold"
Your girlfriend is on fire
The shame is filling face,
Has she seen the liar
When he's hiding trace?
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