The Count کے بول

If I don't find my own true love I don't care, don't care at all I don't bite on caramel lies I am not a patient girl And I can't fall asleep in your arms No, I can't fall asleep in your arms Feeling awful free Is there something, something wrong with me? I can't fall asleep in your arms No, I can't fall asleep in your arms Why are you so low? I wonder Tell your feelings to your mother Darling don't be dull and heavy I am not a fool, not empty Why are you so low I wonder Tell your feelings to your mother Darling don't be dull and heavy I am not a fool, not empty Why are you so low I wonder Tell your feelings to your mother Darling don't be dull and heavy I am not a fool, not empty I am not a fool, not empty I am not a fool, not empty