It doesn't matter how beautiful you look I am not allowed to read from strangers' books It doesn't matter how much you hold back in bait Still I'm not allowed, nothing good could satiate I'm not going to cry anymore Flash "heart" like a road works sign Doesn't matter how beautiful you look I'm not allowed to read your book And if it isn't mine, nor it's his to give I want a life that doesn't Radio for help all of the time Flash "heart" like a road works sign Doesn't matter how beautiful you look I am not allowed to open your strange book It doesn't matter how much you hold in bait Ah ah ah, my friend, nothing good could satiate I don't want a life that flashes out For help like a road works sign saying "Pick me up", saying, "Pick me up now I'm alone alone alone", saying "Pick me up" It doesn't matter how beautiful he looks You're not allowed to read his book Doesn't matter how well he lures his bait This is no time to understate