作词 : Herbert Grönemeyer 作曲 : Herbert Grönemeyer Love's not what I'd call it Whatever we're coming to: We're going round in circles It's pointless now, to tell the truth You're always (so) understanding Of everyone you think the best Since you say I'm nearly perfect Even my rage is meaningless. Now your friendliness drives me crazy My nerves are on edge with you Sapping the strength from my spirit – you're just too good, too good to be true. At first I was captivated By your warmth and kindliness Now I know you're just a coward You won't face an argument Always slipping through my fingers Never even take a side Agree with all my opinions Even when you know they're lies. Like some flabby punchbag You absorb my every blow I kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more "I know". Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure. My jaws are clamped together I'll grind my teeth to points for sure I know you want the best of me But I'm not giving any more You dog my heels and track me You're always on my tail Like chinese water torture Good nature must prevail. No point in trying any harder I've seen right through your 'love'... It only gives me goose-bumps To feel the touch of your soft kid gloves. Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure. No point now in coming from your corner Talking's useless as my mouth goes slack And you've coated me in honeyed Words of flattery But this time I really mean it I'm at my wits' end with your act... Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure.
作词 : Herbert Grönemeyer 作曲 : Herbert Grönemeyer Love's not what I'd call it Whatever we're coming to: We're going round in circles It's pointless now, to tell the truth You're always (so) understanding Of everyone you think the best Since you say I'm nearly perfect Even my rage is meaningless. Now your friendliness drives me crazy My nerves are on edge with you Sapping the strength from my spirit – you're just too good, too good to be true. At first I was captivated By your warmth and kindliness Now I know you're just a coward You won't face an argument Always slipping through my fingers Never even take a side Agree with all my opinions Even when you know they're lies. Like some flabby punchbag You absorb my every blow I kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more "I know". Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure. My jaws are clamped together I'll grind my teeth to points for sure I know you want the best of me But I'm not giving any more You dog my heels and track me You're always on my tail Like chinese water torture Good nature must prevail. No point in trying any harder I've seen right through your 'love'... It only gives me goose-bumps To feel the touch of your soft kid gloves. Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure. No point now in coming from your corner Talking's useless as my mouth goes slack And you've coated me in honeyed Words of flattery But this time I really mean it I'm at my wits' end with your act... Your love's like glue, you're driving me insane Cotton-wool sweet talk, treacle clogging up my brain Some kind of torture, how very sweet you are Sugar in my fuel tank so I can't go too far You're just too pure for me to endure.
