First we met, we didn't expect it. He looked a little banal, he was sitting there. I looked like nothing. Drinking my coca, he approached and said to me Salut, ça va? The first message is the first rendez-vous Look your best beyond time and above all this fool Don't talk about your exes, you better not Be cool, make her laugh, you know, blah blah blah Tell our lives and then drink a little too much Have shining eyes and find it so beautiful And that familiar feeling that it's all déjà vu It's crazy what they look like, all these beginnings Then it goes one, two, three, four Come and go, you say it's best Not just my body, you undress One to a one, and one is left And it's always the same story The words of love and promises The beers and all the drunken nights The body of our mouths looking for each other And it's always the same story We go to the theater, to the movies, we do bike weekends We put the thing to tell each other, we laugh like teenagers And I hang on every word, I feel you feeling me I love your mom, your sister, your cat, your clique Then it's the projects, we talk about the future We don't say play anymore, we say it's stupid, but it's nice Now we do couple things and talk about only a couple things The weather, our jobs and maybe buying a couple rings We go on vacation in Iceland, in Italy, in Canada There's something that changes, but I don't really know why This morning, for the first time, we had nothing to say And suddenly, my God, it's getting worse and worse Then it goes one, two, three, four You come and go, you say it's best Not just my body, you undress One to a one, and one is left And it's always the same story The words of love and promises The beers and all the drunken nights Our bodies, our mouths looking for each other And it's always the same story You see, since forever We still love like this For your love, it feels better, it goes away It's been two months that nothing happens, and I doubt us Maybe you see someone, I don't know, and I don't care Meeting tomorrow, 5 p.m., Café Madame, we need to talk I beg you, no tears, and no melodrama Our faces pale, the air was electric Even things understood that between us, there was nothing magical You make circles with your bell, ***, you're so beautiful when you cry I don't know, goodbye We need to break up, it's better like this You come and go, you say it's best Not just my body, you undress One to a one, and one is left And it's always the same story The words of love and promises The words of love and promises Our bodies, our mouths looking for each other And it's always the same story