She said it has to stop,
 So she tidied up the flat.
 Babe, what d'you think of that?
 Well it's what depressing we men often do.
 [bad word] that I'm depressed
 For you know who's to blame.
 Oh here you go again.
 Now you'll tell me you're just like everybody else.

 You know I am,
 But as for you I think you've changed.
 You're acting very strange.
 And have we made our minds I'll be the same.
 That's [bad word] from you
 And your stupid [bad word] friends.
 Can't you let me be myself?
 And live my life like everybody else?

 Oh it was once so strong, how could it fall apart?
 From flowers in my hands,
 I now feel like are daggers in my heart.
 How funny you say that,
 When all you do is kill.
 But that's my only skill.
 I practice it like everybosy else.
 Oh but if you stop with all these murders [bad word] 
 We can leave behind the [bad word] 
 And live a life like everybody else.
 I don't hear [bad word]  when I hand over cash,
 So that you can dress real flash
 And make out you're like everybody else.
 Like everybody else.

 Believe me when I say:
 "I've really had my fill.
 If one more time you kill,
 I'll grass you to the bill."
 Well don't even think of it,
 You know what I would do,
 You would get what's due to you.

 What you deserve like everybody else.
 You saw what happened when that German misbehaved.
 You might think that I'm depraved.
 But I dare to you what others only dream.
 Ok, say that again, it really turns me on,
 That is how my heart was won,
 By you and no by anybody else.