I'm waiting for it to rain
Let the rain confuse your tears, my sweats when you talk about us
You imagined that one day, ring in hand, I would kneel
But it's not that simple, love
We say it every day but it's not really true
It's not that simple, love
We say it every day without necessarily loving each other
Why it's so hard, to fuck without hurting yourself
What do I know about love, his mother
Twenty-seven years I've been circling the sun
Yet I still haven't seen the light
Five years we've been saying 'I love you'
Yet, still no ring on the ring finger
And then we part for a go, from kiss to kiss
From midnight confidences to simple parental exchanges
And for those who say 'yes'
In front of the family then divorce for not much
No, it's not that simple, love
We say it every day but it's not really true
No, it's not that simple, love
We say it every day without necessarily loving each other
Why it's so hard, to fuck without hurting yourself