ערב רומנטי [Erev Romanti] [English translation]
ערב רומנטי [Erev Romanti] [English translation]
Go tell all your friends
That I'm the last thing you wanna see
And that you ain't ever going back to where you suffer
And you're single and Tel Aviv is waiting for you
That I'm just another singer with no money for food
And that I've been acting like a major asshole
And that you regret every moment we spent together
I swear, you're right, it's all lost anyway, 'cause...
Whatever we say
Doesn't matter, 'cause we'll get hurt, like we always do
And every word of yours cuts me like a knife
And you're making faces at me that I don't understand
I had a dream about a romantic evening
Candle-lit living room, and some good movie I ordered
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
I'd tell you, little one, that I didn't mean to
But you ain't here, so all of this isn't relevant
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
Only you are in my mind, nothing could change that
You only remember what you want me to hold to
And how I'm predictable and entrapped and dependent and drunk
You're so beautiful, Lord help me
Who'll help me now if not you
Throwing my life down the toilet with my guitar, beer in hand
How you left me all alone like a dog
I'm not here, it's just a hurricane of emptiness
I'm consumed again, getting lost again
And whatever we say
Doesn't matter, 'cause we'll get hurt, like we always do
And every word of yours cuts me like a knife
And you're making faces at me that I don't understand
I had a dream about a romantic evening
Candle-lit living room, and some good movie I ordered
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
I'd tell you, little one, that I didn't mean to
But you ain't here, so all of this isn't relevant
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
I'm not here, not there, my mind overflows, my heart's empty
We're having another stupid fight, who's right
Take some more time if you wanna play
You ain't here, I'm calling, you're hanging up
I'm trying to speak, having a blackout again
It's always the same issue, copy paste
Our life's an insane thriller-drama movie
And my mind is filled with those like a Cinema, it's fascinating
You need a guy who can spoil you
Satisfy you, and won't nag you
And now I repent
Without you, I'm a dead man
How I bought you the world and my check was returned
Drinking away my depression, bucket every night
Your hologram's in my mind, hypnotizing me again
And if this is reality, then fuck it
I had a dream about a romantic evening
Candle-lit living room, and some good movie I ordered
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
I swear, little one, that I didn't mean to
But you ain't here, so all of this isn't relevant
Why is this happening to us, we're hurting now
- Artist:Talisman (Israel)