You seem uninteresting
I used to sit frozen and watch you undressing
It’s not that impressing
All so fast
I feel indifferent
I rarely ask myself where the passion went
Not even that intent
On making it last
I’m not sure how this works out
Where we go from here
Don’t know what it’s about
Or if it ever becomes clear
Chorus
I’m not sorry
I don’t worry
I don’t mourn you
That's just the truth
I’m not nervous
Doesn’t get worse
I don’t hunger
Desire no longer, no longer
Though you’re trying
As ever, like always, now it’s unsatisfying
Descends into crying
You know it
I’m not open
Don’t wish to argue with what the heart has spoken
I’ve been woken
Can’t sink back too it
I’m not sure how this works out
Where I go from here
Don’t know what it’s about
Or if it ever becomes clear
Chorus
I’m not sorry
I don’t worry
I don’t mourn you
That's just the truth
I’m not nervous
Doesn’t get worse
I don’t hunger
Desire no longer, no longer
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