You walk around with your hands in your pockets
You talk too much, but still you're n love with yourself

Things are better left unsaid, When you're love

Things are not ok, but you insist to act that, when everyone's your friend
But still you're in love with yourself

You tried to, you lied to yourself
What a thing to do when you're in love
I can't believe you still believe that you are perfectly in key with love, don't you?

Don't you think its serious to believe such a lie?