You don't look ashamed at all
I look at your neck across the room.
It is like a white, shining full moon.
When I watch you now I feel resentful;
even if I hate you, your eyes are beautiful.
For way too long I loved you insane.
Whatever I did my heart wouldn’t tame,
your body hung around mine like a chain,
all it made me feel was pain.
I can’t discover shame in your eyes,
they’re like the eyes of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
I’m not touched by the beat.
Up and down and incomplete;
sorrow throwed me like a ball,
made me keep on fall and fall.
You called me a slut, while I called you a honey pot.
I felt just like a fruit that rot.
I wanted to hold you in my arms, but
A teddybear was all I’d got.
I can’t discover frightening your face,
it’s like the face of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
You used to be the smile I wore.
You was what I walked through, the door.
Your voice was like the angels’ chore,
and left my inside bleeding; soar.
But what you did was call me a whore.
I had another boyfriend, felt no longer poor.
I thought of him, nor did I forget you.
I didn’t want to love you any more.
And I no longer love you, but cannot chase the blue…
I can’t discover frightening your face,
it’s like the face of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
No matter how much I gaze.
You are my skin. I wanna drag you off.
Your hair was like the wind, filled with curls,
your eyes from the sea, as milkywhite pearls.
Each of your fingers should carry a ring.
All of your body could make the birds sing.
In terrible sorrow I tore off my hair,
dragged it off my skin till I looked like a pear.
I couldn’t breathe; I was filled up with fear.
The reason was that you were still too near.
I can’t discover guilt on your head,
it’s like the head of a plastic doll.
And I can’t help of wonder: Where are your feelings? Are you dead?
Cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
Make the birds sing to me again!
They made me stop loving you.
I look at your neck across the room.
It is like a white, shining full moon.
When I watch you now I feel resentful;
even if I hate you, your eyes are beautiful.
For way too long I loved you insane.
Whatever I did my heart wouldn’t tame,
your body hung around mine like a chain,
all it made me feel was pain.
I can’t discover shame in your eyes,
they’re like the eyes of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
I’m not touched by the beat.
Up and down and incomplete;
sorrow throwed me like a ball,
made me keep on fall and fall.
You called me a slut, while I called you a honey pot.
I felt just like a fruit that rot.
I wanted to hold you in my arms, but
A teddybear was all I’d got.
I can’t discover frightening your face,
it’s like the face of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
You used to be the smile I wore.
You was what I walked through, the door.
Your voice was like the angels’ chore,
and left my inside bleeding; soar.
But what you did was call me a whore.
I had another boyfriend, felt no longer poor.
I thought of him, nor did I forget you.
I didn’t want to love you any more.
And I no longer love you, but cannot chase the blue…
I can’t discover frightening your face,
it’s like the face of a plastic doll.
You make my heart feel like a maze,
cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
No matter how much I gaze.
You are my skin. I wanna drag you off.
Your hair was like the wind, filled with curls,
your eyes from the sea, as milkywhite pearls.
Each of your fingers should carry a ring.
All of your body could make the birds sing.
In terrible sorrow I tore off my hair,
dragged it off my skin till I looked like a pear.
I couldn’t breathe; I was filled up with fear.
The reason was that you were still too near.
I can’t discover guilt on your head,
it’s like the head of a plastic doll.
And I can’t help of wonder: Where are your feelings? Are you dead?
Cause you don’t look ashamed at all.
Make the birds sing to me again!
They made me stop loving you.