Dahlias [bad word] from me
Promise to get well
That ain't working thing that you're no good
Don't worry cause I'm not the kind to kiss and tell

No dahlias and cherry trees,
I don't recall them anyway
Some lovers know it ain't gonna wear out
To each his own the same
Look what you wasted

When the lights are cutting out
And [bad word] down in your room
Our [bad word] 
Is written in your signed armistice

And when the lights are cutting out
And [bad word] down in your room
Well, Well decide as always
Here is your signed armistice

It's time to follow, not to heat it up
Requesting this plane as a propeller
In the middle of the course when ambitions are low
Head-on close, hang on before you lose control

The octoagon logo had to rip it up
The semaphore message on your lips
Some lovers know it ain't gonna wear out
To each his own the same
What else is wasted?

When the lights are cutting out
And [bad word] down in your room
Our [bad word] 
It is written in your signed armistice

And when the lights are cutting out
And [bad word] down in your room
Well, well decide as always
Here is your signed armistice

For lovers in [bad word] 
For lovers always
Foreign lovers in [bad word] 
Keeping promises
For lovers in [bad word] 
For lovers always