Doesn’t feel sorry, she doesn’t regret
That she’s not able to love
She doesn’t know what she misses
And she will never know

She’s not the only one for someone
And that is fine for her
Cause she knows that tomorrow night
She won’t be alone

Tomorrow night she won’t be alone

No excuse, taking shoes and leave
No use to stop, don’t call, don’t be naive
Love is no more than a disease
Break loose, she feels released
Love is no more than a disease
Don’t be naive

Going out to a party every night
Chill, drink, smoke
Hundreds of new friends every day
Are not friends at all

Looking cool doing what she wants
All night long
She doesn’t know how to give, no
So roll baby roll

Roll baby roll all night long
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