Teksty: Beatsteaks. We Have To Figure It Out Tonight.

Break it up, break it up before you break down
I'm not happy, whatever that means

I can't let you go I build my world around you
What do you think about me and you?

And you yell at me, yell at me, come on say something
Is the passion dead or is it coming back?

I can't let you go I build my world around you
What do you think about me and you?

We have to figure it out tonight