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I’ve been walking ‘round my flat for quite a time
I thought you’d come when I still was in my prime
But you didn’t show up – and now it’s all too late
My love for you has slowly turned to hate

You promised me to come, but that was many years ago
I didn’t realize that you were putting on a show
The more I think of things, it starts this pounding in my brain
I gave you all my love, but now I know it was all in vain.

I banged my head against the wall when I finally understood
That I was just a game for you, a dummy made of wood
But now I’m on the warpath dear, I’m looking for revenge
I’m standing in the frontline aiming at you from my trench

You better stay behind the curtains in the night
You better stay awake and not turn off the light
You better listen carefully for every sound
You better understand that we’re in the final round

I’m waiting in the lobby at the hotel where you stay
I have to do it right away – it has to be today
I’m running up the staircase to the twenty-second floor
I’m breathing hard and heavy as I’m knocking on your door …

You better stay behind the curtains in the night
You better stay awake and not turn off the light
You better listen carefully for every sound
You better understand that we’re in the final round

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