Why is it that hard?
To come on black?
'Cause anybody never told me
The reason I was struggling
Why is it that high?
To reach the sky?
You know I've trying on to listen to you
But you're just gold in a plastic box
Why is that hard?
To pick your mind?
You keep repeating on that other bullshit
That keeps your hands away of mine
Parallel cyclistic road
Is the one I've told you so
But you didn't give a f*ck
About I was talking so
I don't want you to leave and then f*ck yourself
'Cause Anybody else could make you feel the same
I'm already done so you can run away
Your are so overrated with your long blonde hair
I've been feeling down
But suddenly I don't mind
'Cause I've been trying so many ways
But none of them has work for her