More songs by The Cure
Description
Composer, Lyricist, Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Robert Smith
Vocalist, Composer: Michael Dempsey
Composer: Lol Tolhurst
Mastering Engineer: Chris Blair
Lyrics and translation
Original
You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion.
Dressed to impress with doubts and ideas of passion.
You carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat.
I was inviting, I was exciting but I must not take off my coat.
I'm tired of hanging around. I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
You ask me questions that I never wanted to hear.
I am the only one talking 'til you finish this beer.
I would murder you if I had the alibi here in my hand.
You just laugh 'cause you don't understand.
That I'm tired of hanging around.
I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
That it's not you.
You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion.
Dressed to impress with doubts and ideas of passion.
You carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat.
I was inviting, I was exciting, but I can't take off my coat.
That I'm tired of hanging around.
I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you. That it's not you.
That it's not you.
It's not you.
That it's not you.
No, it's not you.
That it's not you.
It's not you.
It's not you
English translation
You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion.
Dressed to impress with doubts and ideas of passion.
You carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat.
I was inviting, I was exciting but I must not take off my coat.
I'm tired of hanging around. I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
You ask me questions that I never wanted to hear.
I am the only one talking 'til you finish this beer.
I would murder you if I had the alibi here in my hand.
You just laugh 'cause you don't understand.
That I'm tired of hanging around.
I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
That it's not you.
You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion.
Dressed to impress with doubts and ideas of passion.
You carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat.
I was inviting, I was exciting, but I can't take off my coat.
That I'm tired of hanging around.
I want someone new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you. That it's not you.
That it's not you.
It's not you.
That it's not you.
No, it's not you.
That it's not you.
It's not you.
It's not you