It's the same old story
And the same look in my eye
Don't pretend you see me
It only serves me right
I won't go slowly
She said: Won't you call me one more time?
If you insist
God forbid that I romanticise this

God forbid that I romanticise this
God forbid that I romanticise this

It's the same old story
When you start to lie
And you push against me
To delay my decline
I won't go slowly
She said: Won't you hold me one more time?
A bitter kiss
God forbid that I romanticise this

God forbid that I romanticise this
God forbid that I romanticise this

The last time
This is the last time
This is the last time (this is the last time)
Pick up the phone to let you know
That you're alone now
The last time (this is the last time)
I pick up the phone to let you know
That you're alone now

God forbid that I romanticise this
God forbid that I romanticise this