Ako se za godinu ili dvebudemo sreli mividet ces da nikadani smo se ni voleli
znaju svi u graduza nasu maskaradupricaju bla bla blato je nasa igra na putu do dna
Takva je prognozajedan prema trida necu moci dugo izdrzatida cu te napustititakva je prognozajedan prema stoda je nikad nisi preboleoda me nisi voleo
Ako je, dosta jesnage mi ponestajebolje je za obojeda nam se putevi razdvoje
znaju svi u graduza nasu maskaradupricaju bla bla blato je nasa igra na putu do dna
If we after a year or twoWould meetYou'll see that (we've) neverWe've (never) loved each other
Everyone in the city knowsAbout our masqueradeThey talk bla bla blaThat's our game on the road to the bottom
That's how the prognosis isOne to threeThat I can't endure it longThat I'll leave youThat's how the prognosis isOne to a hundredThat you've never gotten over herThat you haven't loved me
If it is, it's enoughI'm running out of strengthIt's better for bothThat our roads part
Everyone in the city knowsAbout our masqueradeThey talk bla bla blaThat's our game on the road to the bottom