Текст песни Fair - Satellite Mode

you're not playing fair, fair, fair

you're not playing fair, fair, fair

You call me,
Six in the morning,
You tell me darling,
You can't go on anymore,
I tell you it's for the weekend,
Oh why you weeping,
I can't do this anymore,
No I can't do this anymore,
Your shit is out of control,
Lo vivo solo per voi,
Oh darling.

You're free to run where you roam,
But I'm prisoner of your soul.
(of your soul)

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.

Won't cave in,
To my craving,
Before the day ends,
I'm gonna walk out the door,
Tell me I'm worth fighting for,
Not sure I care anymore.

And I feel sorry for you, I really do feel sorry for you.

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.

You're not playing fair, fair, fair.