I'm even cutting the bottle's glass
To see if I can find a bit more alcohol
I'm smoking down to the stub
To see if I can get 100% out of the cigarette

Meanwhile
In a famous little bar
A guy, one of the biggest liars
Is already whispering in your ear
And what?

Using a repertoire of weak pick-up lines
Investing heavily to get a laugh
Little does he know that you're just another one angry at your ex
And that he didn't even need to do 10% of what he did

Come, come, come, come

I'm in suffering
You're acting crazy
My mouth on the bottle
Your mouth on others
But let's see in about a month
I bet the scenario will be different

You're in suffering
I'm acting crazy
Your mouth on the bottle
My mouth on the people
Think about how anxious I am
To get back out on the street again
And it's only about a month away

Go accordion player

Using a repertoire of weak pick-up lines
Investing heavily to get a laugh
Little does he know that you're just another one angry at your ex
And that he didn't even need to do 10% of what he did

Come, come, come, come

I'm in suffering
You're acting crazy
My mouth on the bottle
Your mouth on others
But let's see in about a month
I bet the scenario will be different (very quietly, like this)

You're in suffering
I'm acting crazy
Your mouth on the bottle
My mouth on the people
Think about how anxious I am
To get back out on the street again
And it's only about a month away

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