But some day you will make your dreams come true
 I tell you that you're not the one and only
 Who thinks that heaven's waiting just for you

 Your hope it reeks of rotten, brackish water
 Stinkin' trouble's gathered round your heart
 I see the sheltered and beloved daughter
 Whose little world completely fell apart

 I'm fed up to my back teeth
 To hear you talk like that
 In all this crazy years
 I think I've always smelt a rat
 But!

 Don't turn away
 I'll be loving you
 All my life

 Little lies and compromise are with you
 They blind yourself and say: "There's so much time!"
 So now you're always waiting for tomorrow
 But no one gives a dollar for a dime

 I'm fed up to ...

 Don't ...
 Don't ...

 I'm fed up to ...

 Don't ...
 Don't ...
 Don't ...
 Don't