Êîãàòî âèäÿ î÷èòå é
äà ãëåäàò â î÷èòå ìè -
òîãàâà îñúçíàâàì,
÷å òÿ ÷åòå ìè âå÷å ìèñëèòå.
Òúé ÷å çàòâàðÿì î÷è,
ìèñëåéêè, ÷å ìîãà äà ñå ñêðèÿ.
Ðàçäÿëà òúðñÿ, çà äà íå èçãóáÿ îòíîâî àç óìà ñè.
Òàçè ñèòóàöèÿ âîäè äî àãèòàöèÿ.
Ùå ìå îòðåæå ëè òÿ?
Íèìà ùå áúäå ïðîñòî àìïóòàöèÿ?
Àç íå çíàì
äàëè ìè ïóêà...
Àç ñúì „êðåòåíúò",
æèâîòúò å íå÷åñòåí!
Íåïðåêúñíàòî äà ñå áîðÿ,
íÿìà ñìèñúë ïðîñòî.
Òÿ íå ìå îáè÷à, íå ìå îáè÷à.
Äàëè îñúçíàâàø, ÷å êîìïðîìèñ íÿìà?
Òÿ íå ìå îáè÷à, íå ìå îáè÷à...
Ïðåç òåçè ïåò ãîäèíè
èçëèâàõ ñè ñúëçèòå,
è áèðèòå ñè ïèåõ,
è ãëåäàõ êàê îòëèòàõà ìå÷òèòå...
È äî òîçè äåí,
òÿ å âñå ïðåä ìåí.
Íî òúé òúæíî å, ïîíÿêîãà
äà êàçâà, ÷å íå ìå îáè÷à.
Íî àç ñå êîëåáàÿ
äà é êàæà ëè, ÷å ìðàçÿ
òàçè âðúçêà,
êîÿòî âå÷å íå æåëàÿ.
Èäâà êðàÿò...
[ïðèïåâ]
Æèâîòúò å íå÷åñòåí...
Àç ñúì „êðåòåíúò"...
Ðåä çà ðåä, ðèìà çà ðèìà
Ïîíÿêîãà ùå ñå áîðèì íèå ñúñ ïðîêëåòîòî âðåìå
Ïîâðúùà ìè ñå
Âðúçêàòà íè ñå ðàçêàïâà
„äðàçíèòåë", „ïèÿíèöà", „ãëóïàê"
„Ëóä".
À ìîæåø ëè âñúùíîñò òè äà ïî÷óâñòâàø
àç êàêâî ÷óâñòâàì, êàê å ñäåëêàòà, ìîìè÷å
Ðàçêúñâàìå ñè æèâîòèòå
Áè òðÿáâàëî äà ñìå â õàðìîíèÿ -
ìîì÷å è ìîìè÷å
íàëè òàêà îáåùàõìå ñè
ìíîãî ïðåäè
êàçàõìå ñè, ÷å íÿìà äà ñå ñòèãíå ÷àê äî òàì
Ìèñëÿ, ÷å òðÿáâà äà îïðàâèì íåùàòà.
Ñïîêîéíî ñêúïà, ìîæå äà êðåùèì è ïëà÷åì.
[ïðèïåâ]
Æèâîòúò å íå÷åñòåí! (3)
Àç ñúì „êðåòåíúò"...
Æèâîòúò å íå÷åñòåí...
Òÿ íå ìå îáè÷à.
Íå ìå îáè÷à.
She loves me not - Papa Roach
When I see her eyes
Look into my eyes
Then I realize that
She could see inside my head
So I close my eyes
Thinking that I could hide
Disassociate so I don't have to lose my head
This situation leads to agitation
Will she cut me off?
Will this be an amputation?
I don't know,
If I care
I'm the jerk,
Life's not fair
Fighting all the time
This is out of line
She loves me not, loves me not
Do you realize, I won't compromise
She loves me not, loves me not
Over the past five years
I have shed my tears
I have drank my beers
and watched my fears fly away
And unto this day
She still swings my way
But it's sad to say sometimes
She says she loves me not
But I hesitate
To tell her I hate
This relationship
I want out today
This is over
[refrain]
Life's not fair…
I'm the jerk…
Line for line, rhyme for rhyme
Sometimes we'll be fighting all the goddam time
It's makin' me sick
Relationship is gettin' ill
Piss drunk stupid
Mad
On the real, could you feel
What I feel, what's the deal girl
Tearin' up each others world
We should be in harmony
Boy and girl
That is a promise we made
Back in the day
We told each other things wouldn't be this way
I think we should work this out
It's alright baby, we can scream and shout.
[refrain]
Life's not fair (3)
I'm the jerk
Life's not fair
She loves me not
Loves me not