Tekster: Teenage Fanclub. Thirteen. Ret Liv Dead.

If you don't care, why are you standing there? Thinking about something that will never be You're all alone with the memory Just get out of here, wait for the airplane that everybody hated you You're all alone and you'll never see apart from me Don't know what to do Say you need her but she don't need you What's all the fuss? Come on and stay with us that you'll never be Just get out of here You're all alone with the memory you're running out of air You're all alone and you'll never see Thinking about something apart from me everybody hated you Don't know what to do Say you need her Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh... but she don't need you