Songtext von Pinocchio

She calls me on the weekend When she got nothing to do Or heavy on an alcohol I can smell it through the phone Say that I don't love you It so extends my nose Why'd you take my heart? What the hell do you need another for? Guess you've always been heartless to me But Pinocchio can't get off the island Stucks silent I want nothing but you And it may be games to you But nothing really makes sense So why would this need to Nothing but you, nothing but you