Du har spændt dine forventninger ud
You've stretched your expectations out
Som en faldskærm, jeg ikk' tør bruge
Like a parachute which I don't dare using
Du er højstemt, som om du citerer Gud
You're high-flown as if you're citing God
Mens du kigger på din skærm
As you look at your screen
Og jeg ville ønske, jeg ku' se, hva' du ser i mig
And I'd wish I could see what you see in me
Det' kun flasken i min hånd, der flasker sig
It's only the bottle in my hand which goes smoothly1
Du si'r, det' ægte, jeg si'r, det' en dårlig leg
You say it's real, I say it's a bad game
Dit ansigt lyser fra din skærm
Your face glows from your screen
Og for første gang har du intet at sig'
And for the first time, you have nothing to say
Festen er forbi
The party's over
For vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
'Cause we're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
We're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore
Og mens det hele mister glansen
And as it's all losing its shine
Hvorfor vil du ikke standse?
Why won't you stop?
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore
Du har malet dig selv op i en krog
You've painted yourself in a corner
Du si'r, jeg' svær at læse, jeg si'r, jeg' ikke en bog
You say I'm hard to read, I say I'm not a book
Du gi'r mig krampe i maven forklædt som gode råd
You give my stomach aches disguised as good advice
Du er et ansigt på en skærm
You're a face on a screen
Og for første gang har du intet at sig'
And for the first time, you have nothing to say
Festen er forbi
The party's over
For vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
'Cause we're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
We're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore
Og mens det hele mister glansen
And as it's all losing its shine
Hvorfor vil du ikke standse?
Why won't you stop?
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore
Jeg har valgt nu at kæmme dig ud af mit hår
I've chosen to comb you out of my hair now
Jeg ka' se dine ben, men jeg ved ikk', hvor du står
I see your legs, but I don't know where you stand
Du si'r, du intet ka' føle, mens du ta'r på mit lår
You say you feel nothing as you touch my thigh
Du er et ansigt på en skærm
You're a face on a screen
Men vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
'Cause we're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse
We're not pretty enough to dance
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore
Og mens det hele mister glansen
And as it's all losing its shine
Hvorfor vil du ikke standse?
Why won't you stop?
Vi' ikke kønne nok til at danse mer'
We're not pretty enough to dance anymore