Why don’t you like this place?
I didn’t mean to tell you more,
Or tell you everything’s o.k.
Sometimes I don’t like this room
But I think soon you’ll take a break,
And I’ll be trying to repair the bathroom tap
And then...

It’s time to buy the overcoat
I’ll take my scarf; I’ll take my hat
And I’ll go walking on the cold
That’s why I can’t pay for you
My favorite films, your favorite books
You always put my worn-out jacket
on the hook
Just look...

I don’t like the beds
Where the spring sticks out
I don’t like to fret
But now I just can’t stop
I don’t like this sound
That’s running through my head
I want to, want to sleep
But I don’t know how
I want to sleep but I don’t know where
The day I haven’t erased from my dreams
Just like you haven’t found a work
But I will try to let you know then,
I’ll try to let you see me in my better lonely days
Was it so difficult you had so sad
So bad boyfriend?
Why don’t you like this house?
I’ve hanged a bluebell on the door
I’ve put the letters in the box
Our pets respond to names
And everything is not so bad
And every single day I try to cut the lawn
Oh no...

I don’t like the beds
Where the spring sticks out
I don’t like to fret
But now I just can’t stop
I don’t like this sound
That’s running through my head
I want to, want to sleep
But I don’t know how
I want to sleep but I don’t know where
The day I haven’t erased from my dreams
Just like you haven’t found a work
But I will try to let you know then,
I’ll try to let you see me in my better lonely days
Was it so difficult you had so sad
So bad boyfriend?
Why, why, why, why oh why...