Original lyrics

EN

Turned off, cold, sad with no feelings I think about the past and how I treated you Sorry about those things I told you I kind of loose it when you say I'm always late Such a fucked way to relate Is there a better way? To find a girl that stays Is there something left to say? Cool clothes, cool dreams, no, the other The one about the chicks in a Caribbean Isle Cool tricks, hot baths, silly movies Some of thing a Visa card can buy for you Wild sex in a swimming pool Can I stay in there for ever Is that herpes you've got on your...? Maybe I'll go Because I'm actually breaking Because I'm actually waiting Because I'm actually trying To be a better man but somehow I fucked again