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?