Originala teksto - Angla - baby I'm tired, I'm tired I am, tired of...

baby I'm tired,
I'm tired I am,
tired of talking and listening
come on
kiss me.

I do believe that I can
turn from normal to bitter to sad
if you dont kiss me, kiss me baby come on.

we ended up
we lay down
this must be it
we just couldn't wait until we got to our room
we made love on the toilet
On a night after a fight
we got together again
True love
this must be true love
true love