More songs by Julia Pośnik
Description
Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Julia Pośnik
Producer, Composer: Mighty Mike
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Marcin Szwajcer
Lyricist: Michael McGarity
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mondays are the worst for me, count to three, gotta save the energy.
Anxious when you hold my hand.
I know something you won't say. Anyways, mama said I'm gonna be okay.
I didn't want it to fail, I wanted you to stay.
I knew that we would work things out. But it was all a fucking mess, like the girls you had in bed.
So I keep on asking myself: Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie?
I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.
Twenty-two and no mistakes, better days coming soon, I promise it.
You would never get it right, hold me tight, silent, no, I lost my mind.
I didn't want it to fail, I wanted you to stay. I knew that we would work things out.
But it was all a fucking mess, like the girls you had in bed.
So I keep on asking myself: Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie? I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.
Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie? I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.
English translation
Mondays are the worst for me, count to three, gotta save the energy.
Anxious when you hold my hand.
I know something you won't say. Anyways, mama said I'm gonna be okay.
I didn't want it to fail, I wanted you to stay.
I knew that we would work things out. But it was all a fucking mess, like the girls you had in bed.
So I keep on asking myself: Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie?
I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.
Twenty-two and no mistakes, better days coming soon, I promise it.
You would never get it right, hold me tight, silent, no, I lost my mind.
I didn't want it to fail, I wanted you to stay. I knew that we would work things out.
But it was all a fucking mess, like the girls you had in bed.
So I keep on asking myself: Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie? I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.
Why you always lie, lie, lie, lie? I can feel it in your eyes.
Why you always cry, cry, cry, cry when I'm with you on the phone?
So why you have to lie, lie, lie, lie to me like that?
And then you wonder why, why, why, why I cry to you when I'm alone.