idonower - Why - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I don’t even know why you tell me no

And no, and no, and no, and no

Tell me, where is the place you’re supposed to love me?

It’s nowhere—nowhere, nowhere, nowhere

Busy again, I can’t call you up

To say "I love you" all over again

Millions of guys around, but none of them feel right

Not right, not right, not right—it’s just something else

Words of love are cool, sure, but none of that matters to me

Show me with your actions instead

A little Miu Miu dress, cutouts on the back

I see the scars and tattoos on your body

We were chilling in Europe—and sure enough, a couple days later

You and your girlfriends just happened to fly in

After those couple of days... I don't remember a thing

The weekend—Formula 1—it all flew by so fast

I’m hopping from country to country; it feels so strange

She’s still so hurt by the words she heard in the past

Baby, don’t dwell on it; it’s really not enough

To be a reason for depression—time will heal the wounds

Or maybe you’ll heal them yourself—just be careful not to get carried away

I’ll send you some cash with a message: "Go have some fun!" And the Prosecco burns through my feelings like a laser beam

Lagerfeld is on her bag; she’s impressed by the Kaiser

I don’t even know why you say "no" to me

And no, and no, and no, and no

Tell me, where is the place you’re supposed to love me?

It’s nowhere—nowhere, nowhere, nowhere

Busy again, I can’t call you up

To say "I love you" all over again

There are millions of guys around, but none of them feel right

Not right, not right, not right—they’re just something else

I’ve got a couple of flags, the same color as my car’s paint job

I’m constantly putting out new material—yeah, I’m basically a university

You’re constantly inspiring me—yeah, you’re basically my muse

Weekends out in the country—a couple of cues, a pool table pocket

She doesn’t know my name, but she knows my moves

When we’re around soft guys, we tend to get rough

I don’t set foot in these clubs unless it’s for free

You know, sometimes it’s hard to look at those lips of hers

She’s blasting tracks for her girlfriends in the car

Taking corners sideways, showing no mercy to the tires

The players on the field suddenly became big shots

All those sharks suddenly turned into sashimi

Wow—all eyes are on us

Loud—that’s the vibe at all our gatherings

Moscow—it’s not just a city of thieves

Just a longing—a longing for the feeling of home

I don’t even know why you say "no" to me

And no, and no, and no, and no

Tell me, where is the place you’re supposed to love me?

It’s nowhere—nowhere, nowhere, nowhere

Busy again, I can’t call you up

To say "I love you" all over again

There are millions of guys around, but none of them feel right

Not right, not right, not right—they’re just something else