Herzchen English translation
von Madeline Juno

You never asked me for it,
I know, I know, yes I know
You're sorry or not,
I don't know, I've got no clue
It was all for nothing
But it's okay, it's okay for me

The stupid feelings arose by themselves
Couldn't stop them
Had I known what I know now
then maybe...
Or not

Because you were sweet as honey in my coffee
Ever-present in my head from day to night
I realized way too late that
If there was a competition for fools
I'd have won by far


You rip your heart out and he stomps all over it
You think you look good, he doesn't even look at you
And you're acting crazy
In front of everyone
With rose-colored glasses, so in love that it scares you
I won't shut up until everyone knows
What happens when you're ripping apart my love
'cause, darling, oh you poor thing,
I'm writing songs
And I'm nearly a little bit sorry

I'm sick of empty words
Hate talking around things
You're dancing around him
Do you know what you're writing yourself?
Or is this supposed to be a joke?
Something like just trying to kill time?
And I can't believe it
I wish I could be as heartless as you are

It hurts to look at you now
'Cause I know
You're really letting me leave without a fight
I burn all your pictures
Throw away your jacket
I don't care
Or I do? Or I don't?
I don't know


Because you were sweet as honey in my coffee
Ever-present in my head from day to night
I realized way too late that
If there was a competition for fools
You'd have won over me

You rip your heart out and he stomps all over it
You think you look good, he doesn't even look at you
And you're acting crazy
In front of everyone
With rose-colored glasses, so in love that it scares you
I won't shut up until everyone knows
What happens when you're ripping apart my love
'cause, darling, oh you poor thing,
I'm writing songs
And I'm nearly a little bit sorry

Have you forgotten how you said
You were better than he was?
Look at how far we've come
And can you tell me
What that was? what that was?

You rip your heart out and he stomps all over it
You think you look good, he doesn't even look at you
And you're acting crazy
In front of everyone
With rose-colored glasses, so in love that it scares you
I won't shut up until everyone knows
What happens when you're ripping apart my hope
'cause, darling, oh you poor thing,
I'm writing songs
And I'm nearly... No, I'm not sorry