Текст песни S-Rome - Бывшие

We thank you for everything you are our former
We become happy without you, and we are no longer your own.
How many songs about love they do not count
But this song will give you a lot to learn about the former
As long as you go to the store for a bouquet of flowers
To give her the most love
She kisses him, a secret from you
And all your love, it's just garbage
But you do not know anything about it, and it is silent
And you're sitting in her hut, she looks you in the eye
Trying to cry and talk about everything
But nothing will come, he will come to it again
You kiss her on the lips, he kissed
If you knew about it, he would have been torn
And the next day, leaving the entrance
You saw her, she was a wonderful dress
Pulls her bloke, a BMW X-fifth
She sits down to it, as if it is necessary
You rub my eyes, it may not
Get the phone, on your cheek a tear runs
Trying to dial her terribly familiar number
And in answer to you, the subscriber already do not care
You wash down to fear, there is no money in your pocket
View photos with her on the old sofa
Decides to take a knife has gone mad
And outside on the street, dead winter
Trays knife you to your veins on a hand
And makes movement in gusty snatch
There was a dead silence of your room ..
And here on your mobile you call it.
But all besmyslenno already, you do not expect her call ..
While my little girl, I loved you!